But when I really look back on my life, being really honest about it and now that I've got the chance to travel the world, seeing how a lot of little kids grow up - my life wasn't so bad.

I'm the ghetto Martha Stewart, the black Rachel Ray.

We got to push to give, and one life to live.

Because I'm a young black man driving a really nice, expensive car, I sometimes get harassed when I'm rolling through a ghetto neighborhood.

I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the streets.

If it wasn't for the military I probably would not have ever come to Bosnia for vacation.

I'm innocent. I've done nothing. I'm a nice guy.