Behind every mask is a story....Born in a small town in the west, but raised in the BAY AREA. Judgment comes quick, but theres always a story. Life has taken its turns, tolls, and chapters always tell their tales. Ive lived in the country, the valley, the city, and the ghetto, but one thing always rings true; when life turns the page, I always learn. I met my closest friend at age 7, Ivory (My Piano). Unconditional friendship, whom would always listen to my pain and without a doubt be responsive to my touch. I often think today that without that friend, I would indubitably be insane. At age 13, it was all about the Hip-Hop. Thanks to a homie from around the way, I so tentatively grabbed the microphone, and soon found comfort in the word and power in the diction. Life hasnt always been easy, but I truly believe strength comes from those lessons learned. I owe that strength to my Father. Inspired by his footprints but manifested from my own. Through love Ive felt, the heartache Ive endured, the cold steel Ive tasted, the tears Ive shed, and the blood Ive dropped, This is my story.......Chapter one.
