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So he started

with basic principles of living.

- Integrity, right?

Well, you know, you just got to

keep your word at all times, man.

- He pretty much lured us in,

"Yeah, come and make

your own album,

"come make your demo,

free studio time,

free production. "

Cats went in there.

It was the total opposite

ofwhat they seen.

- It's a frickin' office

with computers, you know,

two white people

sitting at a desk.

That was it.

- He wanted to expose

young people to the music business.

He also expressed

how important it was

to elevate the consciousness

of these young people

and to help them heal.

So hip-hop was just the in.

- I discovered

the Hip Hop Project.

I had seen a flyer in my school.

Music is something

that I've always been fascinated by.

Ever since I was young,

I had a passion for music.

- What is your name?

What is your name?

I had been exposed to hip-hop

at, like, a young age.

When I turned 15, I was like,

"Yo, you know what?

"This is something I want to do.

You know what I'm sayin'?

I know that in my heart. "

Of course I want to be signed,

publishing deal,

make album after album.

What else would I do with

all this fire inside of me?

Like, where else would I put it?

My mom's condition is,

she was diagnosed with

multiple sclerosis in 1996,

and before then, the doctors

didn't really know what it was,

because, like,

she would have all this ailment.

The doctor scheduled her

for an MRI,

and then I guess that's when

they found out that she got MS.

Having it just made her

completely, like, suicidal,

you know, twice, attempted

to just commit suicide.

My writing

is what kept me alive,

because there was so much rage,

so much anger,

and it was like

I didn't know how to get it out.

- What I'm hungry for is just

whatever opportunity there is.

As long as I can do what I love

and survive

and as long

as it's around hip-hop-

I love hip-hop,

you know what I'm saying?

Because this is just-

it's like an outlet

like no other.

I used to just write rhymes

in class or whatever.

I wouldn't do no work.

I wouldn't do nothing

but write rhymes.

I f***ed up in ninth grade,

and I had to really redefine

who I was

and find another path.

My father got incarcerated

probably, like, three weeks ago.

He got arrested for drugs

or whatever, selling drugs.

And, you know,

they raided the house,

and how I felt then,

it was like

they were doing something wrong,

not my father,

you know what I'm saying?

He really put his education

aside when he was younger.

That left my father illiterate

to the point where he barely

can write his name.

I won't settle.

I won't settle for

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