Is there anything else you want to let people know about?
I’m going in a dog, I’m coming out a beast. God speaks to me all the time, he told me and my brother that eventually I was gonna have to face the music on all this drug shit. It’s a whole gang of rappers in the city runnin’ they mouth saying, “He ain’t a real street *, he ain’t this, he ain’t that.” Then the shit hit the fan and it really shut * the fuck up. I done heard so many stories about me. I done heard my parents got millions. Dawg you don’t understand, my daddy been dead since I was 16. My mama is an average lady with four kids that works at State Farm Insurance. I been in the hood my whole life. But I let my music speak for itself. You can look at my indictment papers and see what I was doing – trafficking five kilos or more and 100 pounds of marijuana or more. At 22 years old I coulda been ridin’ Lamborghini’s. Them bitches ain’t nothin’ but $150,000. I had that under my mattress, easy. But I spent every dime toward this music shit. I’m not glorifying no shit like that. I don’t encourage nobody to do that, only two things come from that, dead or in jail. Y’all * think y’all gettin’ away with this shit, but a * can tell on you at any time. They came got me for some shit seven muthafuckin’ years ago.
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How can people get in touch with you while you’re gone? Is there an address to write?
It’s Joseph Williams 32467-018 …. FCI Edgefield Correctional Institution P.O. Box 725 Edgefield, SC 29824. Also I got a small team that’s gonna keep my shit running. I’m leaving my computer with my people so I’m still selling hooks and beats.
………………..eat something,you can’t live if you don’t eat and if your not alive you can’t do anything! ……be who you are , not who you are not…people who do this are the happiest lot………….thank-you mr.wizard.