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I first off want to say that all respect and honor goes to the Lord because I’m truly blessed. It’s truly an honor to be able to give back to the people.

To all those who support my efforts, I want you to know I truly respect and appreciate ya’lls support. I also want ya’ll to know that no matter how many books I sell or how big my projects become, I’ll always bring it to you raw and uncut because real recognize real. I call my books fictional/real life because those who’ve walked the streets of the urban jungle have seen or experienced a lot of what I write about, and because of the rawness in my books, I have to throw in some fiction, but like I said, real recognizes real.

To all my beautiful and handsome children, there’s no erasing the past so let’s look forward and enjoy the time we have now. Know that your Pops has put the sack and pistol down and now uses a new tool; I’m living at the expense of my pen. It’s a shame I’ve spent the greater part of ya’lls lives incarcerated; I make no excuse for this, but keeping it 100 as I always have, your Daddy is a certified Goon/Gangsta and that’s the consequences and repercussions from being bred into that lifestyle, so use me as an example of what not to do. I love each and every one of ya’ll beyond boundaries, with or without conditions.

To all the brothers and sisters on lock down who shed blood, sweat and tears for the streets, and the ones we love who seem to have forgotten ya’ll. Know that ya’ll are survivors and soldiers, unlike many, I can feel ya. I served time, twelve years to be exact, so my interpretation of the “good guys” are the men and women who do whatever is deemed necessary to feed and survive under any conditions. Keep your head up, there’s a change being made. We have our first Black President and so many more of us real black brothers and sisters are opening up doors to avenues that once weren’t an option for us. So never give up because true happiness comes from within, not from what someone else says or does; that’s temporary gratification. Stay strong, stay focused, because the struggle has to go on; when no one else loves you, you have to keep loving yourself because every morning it’s your face you have to look at in the mirror.

Much love to my comrades who stayed real with me, never changing. Dwight, a.k.a. D-Nice, Richard McElrath, Jihad, Robert, a.k.a. Bone, Danny Bowie, a.k.a. BG, my lil’ homie 4 life Block “what up Goon Squad”, Karon Whitaker, a.k.a. CA, Tommy “what up BD”, Lucky G, Trell, Duffy, UC “what up cuz, you know what it is, North Side 4 life”. To my dawgs Bar Face, Nardo, Go-Go, Lil’ Killa, Quick, Man Man “what’s good my nigga”, Michael Scales, a.k.a. Biggs you know what it is, “74 ‘til the world blows up”. What up to my nigga Slim Thugga, and my Brother-in-arms Fat Rat, you were the first one to purchase my book and never forget real friendships are hard to find but a brother is even more rare.

And last, because ya’ll aren’t important, to all my haters and people who didn’t support me but stayed smiling in my face and abandoned my struggle and doubted my success….THANK YOU. It is ya’ll who inspired me to go hard and to never stop pursuing my dream….THANK YOU because right now it sure feels good to be me, how are you feeling? NO LOVE!