My single mother and my grandparents raised me. I watched my mom struggle to work two and three jobs just to put food on the table and a roof over our heads. As a child, I was surrounded by love and pushed to go after what I wanted.
In high school, I wanted to feel powerful. I believe I also unconsciously wanted to fill the empty spot where my father should have been. So I headed for the streets and soon became involved with the Black Mafia where I was introduced to all sorts of crime and punishment. Arrested over 70 times, shot twice (once dying on the scene), jailed and imprisoned – I went through it all.
As if all that wasn’t enough, I became strung out on the same drugs I once sold. This led me to homelessness and all sorts of unsavory situations. It began with 22 ounces of beer – that feeling of numbness was so addicting, I made it part of my daily routine. I fit in and felt comfortable when I was intoxicated. Of course, that 22 ounces of beer didn’t continue to have the same effect; I had to drink more and more to achieve the same result.
I had a long stint of drinking myself comfortable with the street life. I had always turned down the opportunity to smoke weed. Then one day while cruising the town with three other guys in the backseat of a Chevy Caprice, I gave in to temptation and hit the blunt, weed wrapped in cigar paper. This feeling was very different than the beer buzz I was used to, but I so enjoyed this new sensation that I added pot to my daily consumption.
For years I was on the streets getting drunk, high and gang banging, before trying cocaine. I first smoked cocaine in a laced cigarette, then snorted it, then smoked crack cocaine. After that, I was willing to try anything I could get my hands on. I was addicted to getting high, period. Weed, cocaine, crack, heroin, PCP, acid, mushrooms and more entered my system during my active addiction.
It wasn’t until I was sick and tired of being sick and tired that I was ready to put forth the effort to change into the man I am today. I have since found my worth; my purpose in life is to help others.
I have been going strong now for almost seven years, speaking in schools, at government conferences, in the news, on the radio, etc. I strive to be an instrument of joy, peace and love as I bring my story and my hip-hop music to people worldwide. With my music, speaking engagements and a loving way with words on social networks, I am reaching people all over the world with my message of hope.
As the owner of I.M.P.A.C.T. Recordz, I am leading the “Royal Music Movement” around the world. I am confident this movement will reach many. I.M.P.A.C.T. stands for Irresponsible Mistakes Proven As Creative Testimony. My team and I are passionately going after every bit of our vision.
Look for us online, on TV, in movies, on the radio and in shows. If you support change, hope and overall making a difference, please support our movement. We cannot just continue to talk – change takes action. We are sharing our art with others to make a positive change in the world.
Stop waiting! It’s never too late to find your purpose and achieve greatness.
You can hear this talented young musician’s music at mariostreet.com.