I've had good times and I've had bad times and I reminisce, maybe when I lay down, but throughout my day I keep myself engulfed in whatever moment I'm in because it could steer me into a depressed state.

Being in the neighborhood and the poverty stricken environment that I grew up in, I took a detour. I gravitated towards some of the individuals that did a lot of the wrong things with the right intentions.

Can you keep up with the lingo

Jail and the streets go hand in hand. You can't have one with out the other. They coincide.

I did a lot of drugs. I didn't do multiple drugs, but I overindulged in whatever drug of choice.

My grandmother was an English teacher for a while. And she stressed to me the importance of reading, being able to articulate well.

Let me hear the music. I'ma let the music instruct me on which way to go. Forwards, backwards, left, right. It's like boxing. I'm only as strong as my opponent.