hEARing aid's 2004 Chevrolet TrailBlazer EXT

Primarily raised in a single parent home in Gary, Indiana, I was what you might call excessively introverted. Stayed out of any trouble until my late teens. The Killing Streets (as the streets of G.I. are called) were such that was much more difficult for a young man to endure more so than for a boy. I clicked up with knuckle head after knuckle head, not realizing at the time that everything they did and everyone they crossed was now a problem to and for me as ( guilty by association).To make a incredibly long story short, after seeing so many of those same partners gunned down, undoubtedly God knew I was not too far behind. I was delivered from the streets and placed in the wilderness, to be transformed by the renewing of my mind. Each day that passes, I realize how blessed I am to still be here to praise Him. The lions mouths' were shut, the fire did not burn, and here I stand hard as they come, yet humbled and meek as He made me. Today, I am a true Man Of God, I share Gods word verbally, as well as, by giving the gift of music to all those who may have an "Ear to hear". Gospel rap is my life, from A-1 Swift, to Messenjah . .I got it all, In every sound I listen to I praise God, In every 808 you hear, best believe its bumping Jesus Muzik . . The streets are fertile, I gotta plant seed and not forget where I came from and where I almost ultimately went. . . . This is He . . . much love to all the brothers and sisters in Christ. R