Reflections of a past life...

I remember doing artwork for the boxing gym I was training at abit ago, hooked them up with some cool shit, connected them...then that shit got to their head. People started gettin greedy, feeling this entitlement that I owed them shit, that I became the source of all teachings to the kids that trained there. I stopped goin there, cleaned up and started doing me, only me fuk everybody else...then one night I went to go check out a boxing match at Whiskeyjacks, ran into Sheldon Hinton n his bunch, they were all drunk as fuk coming at me telling me to drink. I was nah I'm good I'm just here to peep the match, dude gets in my face says, 'You think you're better than all of us cause you stopped drinking?!' The guy is 4 times my size gettin mad at me cause I quit drinking, honestly I quit drinking cause I like to stay on my A game at all times that's pretty much how it is. Being sober really opens your eyes to the harsh reality of people's mindsets, I'm passed that fake shit. Ain't nobody got time for that.