Individuals that glorify the streets would lead me to believe that that was an individual that was wowed by it and impressed by it. And that would lead me to believe that if you were wowed by something, you only see the glory of it. You only see the glamour. That means you don’t see the struggle, you don’t see the consequences that comes behind being in the streets, and when I talk about the streets it’s a very sad experience. Although I’ve had some great times, I think about all the people that I lost. I have a lot of loved ones that are in prison. I have a lot of loved ones that I will never see again. A lot of my best friends are either dead or in jail. I know them for the rest of my life, but I’ll never see them again, because I’m a convicted felon. So I can’t go to a prison—a penal system—and visit someone that I love. Do I think it’s fair? No, but at the same time, it is what it is. It’s beyond my control. So an individual that glorifies this and that in the streets, hey I look at it like maybe you lived a sheltered lifestyle, and this lifestyle is amazing to you. But this lifestyle has brought me nothing but grief, emotional discomfort, psychological discomfort and mental strain. I say if I could go back in time and change everything, I wouldn’t change anything because it made me the person I am today. But I oftentimes wish I would’ve took a different route