Where I lived for most of 3 years out of the 4 I spent in North Philly. Most folks I encounter couldn't last a day in this hood. The word TRAP truly describes it. Luckily for this angel in disguise, I was aiiiiGht. I put the FEAR of GOD in their greedy, misguided ass hearts. Walked those streets without a knife, without a gun, untouched. They could see it in my almond shaped green eyes, they better keep it moving or else. I'm not one to fuck with & neither is God. I'm on a mission in case some of y'all haven't realized that. I made more art in 3 years in that violent ass spot than most will in their entire lifetime. I also sold every single piece except for a select few I kept for my own private collection. These wannabes & fake thugs should be forced to endure these kinds of conditions before they act like they've had it bad. Fuck outta here. Real recognize REAL. I keep it no matter who's feelings I hurt. The truth tends to hurt real bad if you're living a lie!