Our story starts was born in the struggle that starts way back in April of 1992 during the "L.A Riots".
Born and raised on the East Side of Los Angeles California during a time where gangbanging and hustling ruled the streets, day in and day out. I would never imagine the day where so-called enemies, rivals, and territorial issues can be overlooked to address the cause. I was kicked out of Los Angeles County schools in junior high, in and out of trouble, and my single mother met a US Marine Veteran that put down his life on the line to raise me. As gang culture along with crack cocaine took over the streets of Los Angeles my parents decided to move out of the Los Angeles area to get me away from the East Side culture that I was born into.
During April 1992 a verdict was reached that changed my perspectives forever. It was my senior year in High School, the LA Riots broke out and while the riots were going on, I seen a different course of action (unity within the community) in a community where I used to watch the police, corruption, and unethical behaviors had forced my community to do. Burn down their own community, but, where I lived in Whittier there were no evidence of the rage and disdain for the system that I had been accustomed to.
Although my parents did not support me going to Los Angeles to avoid me getting into trouble, I went anyway. I had a vision of unity when I seen Cholos, Bloods and Crips rolling together, demonstrating brotherhood, and representing our cause to show the world, that LA culture was beyond stereotypes. I made a vow that if my soul was spared to make it to a greater height in life that I would pour out my spirit back into the hood, use every viable resource and dedicate my energy to a cause that is greater than me.