Who shot me?
Shit I don't know.
Sorry!
My death it's a tradegy I guess, like Shakespeare.
But I have no bad feelings, I have love for everybody.
Coming to grips with my past, it was hard.
I don't feel like what I did was so evil
I just feel like the way I was living and my mentatilty was part of my progession to be a man.
But we grow,we all grow. We are made to grow.
You either evolve or you disappear. I don't want to be forgotten.
I'll always be a troublemaker to some people.
But I still get love from my community.
I owe them everything. That's why I owe everything to the hood. I've got love there.
I've got love from the thugs and the street dudes.
And that kind of focuses me back on what I should be doing lay out the real mat on the world and how it is.