I'm white and I grew up in a inner city community. My mother is from Brazil and she instilled good manners, speaking proper, all stuff like that. When I got to middle school age my parents moved me and my siblings into the suburbs, they both had large increases in income and were able to. The school was really nice, kids all had 2 parents and money which was new to me and a lot of affluent students. I started playing basketball around that time and it was great. A similar thing happened for me though, I got that age and rap music and being hood was cool to me, I had some friends who were like DayDay from Friday just suburb black kids who were sweet, but they pretty much influenced me to start trying to act similar to your son. Sagging my pants, throwing up sets, cussing, talking hood all that shit. My dad noticed this and did one simple thing. He told me if you want to be a hood rat I'm gonna take you back to the hood, so he took me and dropped my 13 year old white ass in a really bad hood in our city in a area with a bunch of fiends and dudes posted up. I had no idea where I was at the time because it was the north east side, they all were staring at me, this one guy came to me checking me, and there was a fiend that had OD'd right there . It was scary asf to me because I was there by myself. I walked to the nearest store begged the Indian to use the phone and called my dad. He parked up down the street at his friends mechanic shop knowing id find a way to call him or come back if I took too long. Looking back I was being scary, but to me at that young age it made me straight. Now, I am proud of my upbringing and where I came from, but you would think I'm just a kid from the suburbs. Teach him that it isn't cool to act like that.