On His New Book
I’m putting my book together. It’s not a Wu-Tang book. It’s my life story. I am Wu-Tang, but this is my story from my angle, what I went through. It ain’t got to do with no RZA, no Meth—even though they’ll be in the book, talking about how I met them, what we did, little things we do, little street shit we went through—but it’ll be my life story from the beginning to end. How I grew up from Brownsville to Staten Island, those were my main stops, even uptown in Harlem, that’s where I circulated. That’s where I was moving around. I’m a Staten Island/Brooklyn baby. That’s my essence.
“At the time when I was young I didn’t think the things I was doing were negative anyway. My environment called for survival.”
How I grew up was crazy. My life story is insane. You’re gonna be like, “Get the fuck out.” You’ll be sucked in ’cause I’ve lived a very adventurous life. I was crazy growing up—not saying uncontrollable crazy, but we did a lot of things as kids that normal kids wouldn’t fucking do. I lived a very outgoing life. Had balls the size of fucking cathedrals. Huge balls. I don’t even know how my balls were that big. They shrunk now, but I was big back then.
I always start from the beginning then I go over it and think about things I might’ve missed. Then I go over that and add on, take out some names ’cause I’m gonna reveal some names and people might get upset. Who knows? People always trying to sue somebody. I’m always gonna put people in good hindsight. I’m not on no negative shit. I’m gonna talk about negative things even though I’m not gonna glorify those things. That’s the life lived. At the time when I was young I didn’t think the things I was doing were negative anyway. My environment called for survival. People will do anything to survive. That’s what I’ve learned and that’s a part of the book. Talking about the treachery, the good, the bad, the tears. It’s what it was.