If You Want The Old Me, Go

I Grew Up In Marcy Projects In Brooklyn, And My Mom And Pop Had An Extensive Record Collection, So Michael Jackson And Stevie Wonder And All Of Those Sounds And Souls Of Motown Filled The House.

Screamin' 'carpe Diem!' Until I'm A Dead Poet.

Without The Work, The Magic Won’t Come.

It Was A Weird Mix Of Emotions. One Day, Your Best Friend Could Be Killed. The Day Before, You Could Be Celebrating Him Getting A Brand-new Bike.

Boxing Is A Glorious Sport To Watch And Boxers Are Incredible, Heroic Athletes, But It's Also, To Be Honest, A Stupid Game To Play. Even The Winners Can End Up With Crippling Brain Damage. In A Lot Of Ways, Hustling Is The Same. But You Learn Something Special From Playing The Most Difficult Games, The Games Where Winning Is Close To Impossible And Losing Is Catastrophic: You Learn How To Compete As If Your Life Depended On It. That's The Lesson I Brought With Me To The So-called "legitimate" World.