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A year ago, i set out on a mission. I was driven by the fact that i had hit rock bottom. No, i was not broke or on the streets. The problem was i was bored with life.. I was 28 and had partied everywhere, i had been in a gang, ive been locked up, i did every drug, and been with some of the finest woman young and old... However, there was a emptiness inside, a void... I felt alone, people say family is all you can trust, well no.. They will let you down just the same.. Jeolousy and envy lays there as well.. my heart grew cold when i had to let go of a crazy ass mother who i could care less if she was to die tomorrow.. In this journy i was driven to music as a form of release.. I have been fortunate in my life, good and bad and now i take these stories of my life for all to hear. So please respect it, you dont have to like it, but please respect it.. I write about life, not make believe. Im not a pimp. I know real pimps, they dont give a shit about nothing but themselves, so i wont buy an album from a pimp.. Drug dealing that aint music, plus i already heard like 6 of them albums... i write about life, love, spirituality, happiness, sadness, and inspiration.