ABSTRACT
When I was growing up if someone said I’m gonna cut your motherfucking throat, I would have said, “Get it on.” That was my attitude through life—let’s get it on. I never cared that much. If you can hurt me, so can I hurt you. We have to get our shit together or hurt each other. That was always my philosophy of life. Maybe that is why I lived so long—that I would try to work things out but if not, I could take the first shot.
