Ghetto University

Jasmine DeFleur begins senior classes by admitting her shortcomings while soberly awaking in jail. As a reader you go on an emotional journey from city to city and from man to man as she searches to find love, define herself, achieve the American dream, and graduate from our meager beginnings life lesson classes, here at hip-hops Ghetto University.
Here father is an estranged pastor and her mother is an overtime working LPN. They miss key notes in Jazzys life due to divorce. Here at GU it is our duty to make sure homes stay as a "menage casser" because all broken homes lead here. How else could our tuition prices be unbeatable? You can afford to enroll because you can't afford not to graduate.
Ms. DeFleur is near graduation and is tired of failing life's lessons. She's had it with buying her way out and posting pictures on facebook. Jasmine finally wants out of our halls. I must admit she is a fighter and seems to refuse to join our life time club where students die unfulfilled. Holding true to our university values of pride, inequality, poverty, ignorance, covetousness, and unforgiveness.
I, Lucifella Prince, serve as the sovereign principality of hip-hops Ghetto University. If she can overcome our core values and apply what you've learned to here in your senior dissertation, just as Ms. "Orleans" native Jasmine DeFleur has done, then I have no choice but to award you with a degree of enlightenment. And release the hold I placed on every soul that treads the halls of hip-hops, Ghetto University.