Left my mom's house at the age of 13 and hit the streets hard, always kept my distance from the negative vibe. I learned right from wrong and evolved around my friends that I known for 25 years. There are a few of them that I see the hate in their hearts because I found a way to change my life around mentally and physically. I try to put them on how I did it; some understood and learned from my knowledge and ran with it. Some didn’t. The ones that didn’t are still around hating, wondering how I changed and became bigger. They disrespect me; they talk shit, calling me pussy, calling me bitch, calling me gay, but I just ignored them because at the end of the day, a silent man is more dangerous than anything else in this world.
Killing them with silence is their loss; they are the ones who are losing a great friend. I’m an influencer, not a follower to stupidity. If you don’t want to learn for the better, by all means, but keep that negative bullshit away from me. I just turned 40 on March 18. My life is different now; the way I think is different. I’m not the same man I was when I was 20 years back, rolling around with guns in my hand, shooting people, being the strong arm for everybody else. I’m done with all that. I got three beautiful kids: Isabella, Zayla, and Zenon Michael the 3rd, and that’s all I’m worried about.