“Don’t just get out, get the hell out because with or without you, I’m getting that damn paper” were the words, Solo heard the two months she was married; as she left out the door. L. T. doesn’t let anything get in his way, not even the love of his wife because he has always been in the streets. In fact, he does not know how to live any other way. From day to day, he is on the grind and on that paper chase not letting anything side track him. “These streets were here before you were born and they will be here when you die.” Those were the words that L. T. had heard all his life from his grandfather. Can he let go of the only way he knows how to live? Will he change for the love of a woman, he couldn’t resist? Or maybe he’s just married to the wrong one?