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.

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

Can you keep up with the lingo

Bein logical gave me a reason to doubt

I love to be clean. I wear the same things, all of my clothes pretty much look the same. I'm a plain and simple type of guy. I don't really do a lotta busy colors and things of that nature. I feel like less is more.

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.

You have to be intimate with a person to know that person.