I never was a normal boy. Growing up I never was the one to play sports, run around and get my cloths dirty (minus the time I did run in some white shorts and slipped and busted my ass in some dirt in front of the Center in Hammels... Shut up, don't laugh!) I didn't play outside much when spending summers in Astoria with my cousins. I stayed inside writing songs in a black & white composition notebook with a bunch of #Aaliyah pictures stapled and taped on it, or I was drawing in my sketchbook. I remember being in Brooklyn with my dad and they were doing some sort of basket ball practice thing with my brothers and their friends and I tried for a tad and just left it alone and sat on the side and watched because it just was not my thing and never will be. It sucked cause my dad said "You gave up on me man..." Which I know today, if he were alive, he'd hate my piercings, blonde hair, hair cut, and many other things I've grown comfortable becoming. I felt like the outcast in gym class and the only reason I passed in high school was because of health class. I was never popular, nor was I dead to the world. All these things took me to my early to mid 20s to become one with. Some things still haunt me and may always will but overall, I am happy with the MAN I've become and the MAN I am still becoming! I'm weird, I'm a freak, awkward and a bit standoff-ish at times, artsy, and a bit cocky because I know. I've accomplished great things and on my way to accomplish greater things. I am awesome! You fuckers cannot and will not tell me otherwise! Know that! #sn: That awkward moment when you forget to buy plastic caps so you pull out your hood/ghetto side and sit with a plastic Food Lion shopping bag on your head for 30 minutes... 😳... ♈️#Aries #Artist #ArtGOD #LBGT