If I went to them all dressed up and flashed a nice smile for the cameras it would probably be easier for me to get work. But I just can't tolerate it.
A lot of my friends are gangsters. Not like gangsters - well yeah all sorts...
In junior high school I was an object of pure ridicule for my dress...
The good Lord is amazing He opens up doors. I was close to abandoning the dream and He was like 'Hey slow down there buddy.'
