When I was 5 my dad would take me and my older brother to run hills in our neighborhood, in Marin City, with football pads and football helmets on. When I use to sell drugs in my neighborhood I would pride myself on working harder than everybody else who was selling drugs as well.  I still have that same work ethic I had when I sold drugs but now I channel it, in a positive way to chase my dreams. Those seeds my pops planted in me when I was 5, life has watered them and turned me into a beast. 

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