The journey all started five years ago at the worst place on Earth, school. Even thou we're thankful for it now back then we hated it. But some how i found time to idle with my lyrical twin.
I'm Chevonne, one of the lyrical twin. Well the youngest of the two. Humble and Nobel was how you could describe me then but now it's a different story. One you'll discover later
When i start high school i didn't know i would have being through so much struggles especially by myself. I was a typical gangster nerd- a mixture of a 'bad man' mentality and was a bright spark.
The third week of high school i came across my lyrical counterpart Shacquille. He was the Guy who i admired, he had his ways with the ladies and he was respected by almost all the niggers at school.
We met at a staircase where he and his hommies would hang out. They would talk all sorts of things like girls, sports, assignment and discuss teacher. Hanging with them taught me alot about the school before the first month.
After the guys got used to me they started to extort me but at the time it didn't bother me. After The extortion it went on to gang related activities but luckily i managed to leave before it got out of hand.
By Second form, I've already being hanging with the cool kids and know how to conduct myself accordingly. I also was fascinated in paramilitary activities (cadet) and so did my lyrical counterpart Shacquille.
I guess why i was fascinated was because my dad was in the army and i enjoyed watching the drills. I joined in the first semester of second form and began training, it was quiet easy because i had a passion in these movements.
