Born in poverty, and raised in the mean streets of [ New Orleans’s] notorious 9th ward. I was not content in having everything I needed, I just was stuck on getting what I wanted! By any means necessary. Drive- by shootings, death by street violence ( as I myself have suffered from as I lost both my younger brother. Gerald and my uncle “Bunny” to street violence), etc. Are the societal norm within the 9th ward; and as we, all of us are the sum total of our life experiences was pivotal in creating selfishness and emotional callousness in my young mind! So much so, it was all about me! Everyone else be damned if i wanted it, I got it, Regardless off who I hurt. Whom I caused pain, none of it mattered! It was all about me! My family, as loving as they were, and as often as they tried to nurture me with the right thinking morals, and values, were no deterrent. It was ll about me! Period! And my young mind was okay with that, and I believed my future was destined to be grand one! Cause, it was all about me!