The Bronx was burning, gangs was everywhere, drugs was everywhere, death to spare darkness.

Hip-hop took everything and made it better.

We took the beat from the street and we put it on TV.

It's all we knew.

We did the raw form of street hip hop on a commercial global level.

Nobody could put on a show better than us.

We did shows with Park, we did shows with Biggie.

They didn't want to go on stage after us.

The sex drugs and rock and roll life for me became the dominant theme.

Why do I feel this void in me? I wake up one morning and my voice is completely gone.

That was the thing that really made me say I want to kill myself.

I'm an alcoholic suicid of metaphysical spiritual rep who's about to jump.

It was in rehab where I discovered the most gangster thing anybody could ever do for themselves and that's therapy.

There's nothing weak about submitting that you have a weakness because when you admit you have a weakness,

that's one of the strongest things that you can do for yourself.

If you don't admit how you feel whether good or bad you never heal. I'm sick and tired of the pain and the hurt. I do this for Chester, Chris, and Kurt. Death is appealing. Where

death I flirt. I tell you how I feel and you think I'm a jerk. I'm not bugging.

I'm struggling. All this guzzling is puzzling, so I stop

hanging with Jack and Jim so I can fight in this battle so we all can win.