My life growing up with emcees and bloods that connect with Boston and ny/bk/bx. As well as being in the graffiti culture. I’ve had death threats against my family and kids and gunshots directly outside my house, and been stalked. Seen fist sized rocks of meth and automatic weapons.

Believe it or not not heeding the wisdom will be your loss if you ever end up mixed up in the bullshit. It made me almost kill myself and I’m still dealing with it.

Not talking about pop rap. Aside from the old heads from the 90s.

Every dealer has a boss. Every boss has to protect their life. Every boss has a crew. I’ve seen shit deep. I know the way it all works. Favors for favors etc. If you aren’t the guy on the top then your freedom relies on being submissive to the one above you. I’ve seen people do anything to stay out of prison.