why aint i mental

The sound of the front door being smashed in and my mum shouting out my dads name was what i woke up to on this day it must have been june 1994 i was in my first year at secondry school . my mum thought it was dad falling down the stairs he was not too steady on his feet at the time but it wasnt it was the police they had came on a drugs bust ya see i dont have a normal family i know that now my mum and dad were canabis dealers aswell as my brother and unlucky for us the police decided it was our turn for the raid , this was our first dawn raid after they searched they arrested me mum for possion with intent to supply i bunked off scool went to our micks my brother he is 10 years older than me but never acted like it he still dont he thinks he is a teenager even though he is 37 i had to wake him up to let him know we had been raided this was before the time everyone had a mobile phone , he would never have let anything happen to our mum we always had people on standby to take the rap for cash if everything went tits up we even had a copper that gave us a cal when he found out when we was going to be raided it was all good and i never wanted for anything exept to be able to have freinds come to my house or have mates stay over just incase we were raided , anyway mum went to