Growing up in the city streets of New Orleans, I realized early on that life imitates art. As an adolescent seeing the guys much older than me selling dope, having lots of money, riding in nice cars, and girls talking about them
dressing in fly clothes, impacted my life for the next twenty years to come. Not long after I became a drug dealer, but also broke the number one unwritten rule, which was never get high on your own supply. I began to sell and use dope, also known as Heroin and Fentanyl. For the next ten years I struggled tremendously trying to regain back my sobriety, which eventually I did.

Today, I can honestly say I’m six years clean
and sober from shooting drugs.