So look, it's lovely to have you on the show, of course, but you know, what started this off? You know, where did this all come

from? Yeah, thank you for the question.

So I come from an underserved community.

I was born and raised in Williamsburg, Brooklyn.

So, you know, my parents were Puerto Rican factory workers who worked really hard.

But, you know, that required them to have me in all these programs.

like Big Brothers Big Sisters, summer programs to keep me off the streets, right? And, you know, they were very dedicated to making sure that, again, I stood out the streets and that, you know, they set me up for success.

But how do you prove that? I mean, what does that look like for you? Is that evidence from the non-profit? Is that reporting at the end of the

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I wanted to cry them motherfuckers So I come outside, he's like, I slice his bitch ass with the tiger claws.

They're running, screaming, they burn off, whatever.

My dad actually stopped me from killing him.

I do it right on my grandma's property.

They weren't expecting it coming.

My daddy, what the fuck? He was quick.

Mm-hmm.

What does that mean?

A shit bomb.

He shits in a bottle.

Gets a string, whips it out the slot, and throws it.

It hits my door.

Now my whole door smells like shit.

So what I have to do now is I got a shit in a cup with piss.

I was going to say, why'd they ship you?