MC means move the crowd. This principle guides whatever music career I may have as an artist. The question as to whether it moves the crowd can disqualify or justify anything in Hip-Hop. Biggie’s flow was raw and violent, but it moved the crowd. ODB’s slurred holla was not what was expected from the Hip-Hop world, but it moved the crowd. These are some of my heroes. As Tupac put it, I do believe that rap lyrics in many cases fill the gaps of knowledge left by absent fathers. Hip-Hop taught me that a black man in this society can not 100% give a fuck. Now this isn’t a cop out statement, you still gotta give yourself, and make what in your life needs to do, what it do, but there are situations black men are put in everyday where if you didn’t say “I don’t give a fuckâ€, you would go crazy. If you don’t get this concept, holla at me, and I’ll get into it deeper, or really just listen to any rapper who is actually saying some real shit. I feel like I developed my “I don’t give a fuck†mechanism a little later than most, maybe to my downfall. There have been many situations in my life where I shouldn’t have gave a fuck when I did. I was born and raised in New York, along with the Minneapolis area (Minnesota), Virginia and Arizona (Phoenix). Maybe that’s the reason for my sound, west coasters say I’m east coast, and east coasters say I’m west coast, but I don’t give a fuck. Music has always been a powerful force in my life. I don’t cry, I write, I don’t yell, I record. I wrote my first rhymes at the age of nine. I’ve been in a lot of groups and made a lot of music, but the biggest moves I’ve made was forming the band Barefoot Sound, with my nigga Jah-I-Witness (Genesis Ridley). We were able to rock crowds in various spots in Virginia, and even opened for groups as big as Busta Rymes. Under the name “Barefootâ€, we released a self-titled album with other members of our crew. The album was received well, and provided some financial gains, but the work needed for the album to reach the success we wanted was not done. Continuing to perform shows, I met the love of my life, and finished my schooling, with my co-vocalist pursuing opportunities in other areas, and me wanting to enjoy these new blessings, I moved to Phoenix to be closer to immediate family. Jah-I-Witness and other members of Barefoot Sound went on to form True Sound, a band that is still successful and touring currently. Moving back west, I was reunited with a old friend, Miko (Kamiko Rudolph) who was involved with Royal Flush crew. Miko and I worked together under the name Basis, and made the album “War Propagandaâ€, which was filled with social commentary, hood shit, and personal struggles. The album was a success as a creative work, but Miko and I did not put forth the combined effort needed to get the distribution we wanted. Frustrated by the lack of recognition for creative hard work, and unsure about production tools, also wanting to tackle problems in my life, I stopped making music. The silence continued until the stressfully suffocating mixture of financial hardship, relationship strife, and eminent incarceration produced a painful combination that could only be eased by musical creation as aspirin. Under these conditions, the initial tracks for my upcoming album “All That’s Left†were made. While under incarceration, I made the addition of “Yahlove†to my name, to be a constant reminder of that one thing that is the only thing we need to survive anything. Now free, I am developing the final tracks for my upcoming album, beginning my promotion efforts, and making moves to form a live Hip-Hop band. My music? I don’t think it fits into underground, pop, or gangsta rap, but I don’t give a fuck. Just as long as it moves the crowd.