Sign of the Times
Born in Chandler Arizona raised in the depths of M. C. County myself like many others started off in the back seat of life. Livin' in two bedroom cribs with about 5 kids and no daddies, it was like being alive but not livin'. I grew up affiliated with different gang bangas from every different walk of life in my old neighborhood. Sub-House was the name in which we identified ourselves with at the time. A group of bloods, crips, vice lords, blackstones, etc. Were all brought together under this lil' crib by a man we called Pops (Pops because we were basically all fatherless and he was like a mentor to all 20 something' of us.) We were brought together to rap and tryin' and make it up out our depressions. There were so many of us because Pops figured that would increase the chances of at least one of us blowin'. The things I was showed under Sub-House made the biggest difference in my career. From bangin' on the tables in jr. high to writting, producing, and recording all my own music it's time the southwest prepare and the universe listen' cuz' it's almost time for me to touch down like 'THE HURRICANE' and cause my own Armageddon, ya underdig?