Or was it more just the theme? Like, hey, too often I open my mouth and there's some menacing going on around here.

It was just multiple.

I grew up in Las Vegas in the 90s, and it was very dangerous at that time.

Vegas was kind of, especially where my family migrated from Africa straight to Las Vegas.

We lived in a halfway house.

My dad spoke English, luckily, so he was able to you know be at a refugee halfway house and then get a job a week later but we were slowly accumulating so we lived in in crappy neighborhood after crappy neighborhood i i didn't know i lived in a bad neighborhood until i told people my address and i guess like in vegas if you lived on a numbered street or a letter street people like oh all right yeah that's not safe and so and so um I lived on North 11th Street, apartment B.

And I would walk like past this undeveloped hill to go to school.

me.