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OK , so where do I begin? Oh yeah I'll start on the cold weird night I got shot after coming from a show; I was posed to perform at. I died that night, I was sitting on the front porch with my cousins & some random girl. We were all into her; lol, but she wasn’t all into us. My cousins were into selling drugs & I knew that. I love them so much unconditionally, I always wanted to be around them so it was partly my own fault. When I woke back up I was laying in my cousins hands. Me & my cousin did music together; Oh yeah, I rap "lol"sorry but any who! I didn’t really know who I believed in then I was this broke dorky nerdy thug. I was like that movie "Dazed & I was so Confused but I prayed that night for a second chance I prayed to god, he/or she was all I could think about while being shot by that crack head slash tar head's bullet! Good thing the rush I felt of getting far away from the gun, I didn’t feel the shot. I got shot once, but that 1 shot was so powerful it hit my spleen. If the doctors didn’t get it out & stop it from bleeding I wouldn’t be writing you now. Since that night I have made it my duty to do good & express myself eternally in music. I have to make it, my mom is sick,my dad sick, and my mom got locked up two years later, I was 16. It’s Me Vs. Duh? Universe now thanks for reading.