My name is Serio, 10 years ago maybe 2011-2012 i used to belong to a crew called TCI that stand for The Cities Illest with a bunch of homies from the area that I’m from the 818 Valley,originated in South Central LA. Our main head Novel, Rest In Peace, would hold big popping ass graff events, live painting from all kinds of writers from all over LA. At one of em, all the crew members were called up to the entrance of the homies backyard ( where the events took place) cause some shit was popping. A local gang who’s name I’m not gonna say had pulled up tripping cause out here gangsters fucken hate taggers. I remember my main head at the time squaring up with some tall big motherfucker and getting his foot swept clean and he almost fell from it but caught himself from a rail and threw a punch and clocked that tall motherfucker.

After the tall gangster had got socked, a bunch of gangsters hopped out of a little old car and i remember another older homie creeping around the bucket and clocking like 2 gangsters hard as fuck. They were the older heads. After these foos were getting socked it became a rumble and i remember i was with the homie taxer, Him and i were right up front too and i just seen a brick get thrown hard asf towards him and we both dodged that shit.

Felt slow motion i was a kid drunk as fuck felt like some super slow motion shit. I forgot what the fuck i grabbed but i remember smashing these gangsters car windows as some other homies did the same These foos left with their windows smashed the fuck in and a couple of em socked out.

Later that night we were dealing with one of our drunk homies so we decided to leave early we had 4 buses to catch to get back to the 818 valley One of our homies, my closest homie to the day who no longer writers, ima call him V for now, stayed behind for whatever reason. Turns out a couple gangsters had caught this foo slipping walking alone and he was wearing a sweater i had designed that said The Cities Illest. They beat this foo up. There was no denying he was one of us. We didn’t find out till the next morning. All fucken drunk and stoned. Shit was a crazy ass day and i still remember it to the day as do most of my close hom