Pāhonoa te oro

Level one, the hangaround. You're a local kid. You grew up watching the cool guys in the neighborhood. You see the jewelry, the cars, and the respect. You want that life. You start hanging around. You fetch coffee. You wash the Cadillac. You run to the deli to [music] get sandwiches for the card game in the back room. You are invisible. The maid men barely look at you. To them, you are free labor. You are a gopher. You go for coffee and go for cigarettes. Your job is to listen and keep your mout