Well I started out a poet in elementary an somewhat in junior...won a bunch of poetry awards...going to banquets an shit for schoolbound poets....then round 6th grade...my cousin took me 4 blocks over from my house to see these niggas in they 30's freestyle battles...they was real experienced...an it fucking amazed me how they could rhyme for 5 mins strait off the dome....then I went to junior high an katz would freestyle in lunch..in the back of every class....afterschool....I wanted to be accepted in they crew so I started turning my poems into rhymes an freestyling in my bedroom everyday(incredibly wack back then)....by the end of school year I finally free'd in front of them....I was the weakest in the crew but I spit everyday wit them over summer an thru 8th grade...by highschool I had gotten pretty nice to say the least...then I started battling in highschool in the lunchroom an got my ass handed to me bad early on....but by the end of the year I could hold my own over that summer I went back to that block where them older dudes would battle an spit wit them...an got demolished...but they respected my fearlessness an taught me alot of shit...came back tenth grade an owned the whole school...started branching out all over queens jamaica ave colliseum...york college, south jamaica houses, far rock...YMCA on parsons...at the barber shop for free cuts...then brooklyn an long island....but to cut this short lmao....rap is my life.....from the first day I got the OH!!! of a crowd wit a ill punch I was hooked...this is all I wanna do wit my life....an aint nobody stoppin me from eatin in this game..........1

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