My name is Quan-Mello Brooks and I'm from Bed-Stuy Brooklyn, My father I never knew him my Brother's got caught up in the streets, Both doin bids in the system. All I had was a nagging mother and my own dreams and Ambitions to succeed at something because punching a time clock wasn't meant for me. I didn't sling Crack rock and I didn't have a wicked jump shot. But I had the dope lyrics to make a hot track. I made the raps and sold millions of records world wide; Rapper, M.C, Entrapanuer, C.E.O. Its not what I did or even how I did it, it's what happened after I did it all. Gaining new friends losing old friends, raps beefs, Label beefs, deaths and success So you tell me, in the end was it all worth it?