My early role models were deviates, dope fiends, prostitutes, hustlers, pimps, and thugs. Is it any wonder I grew up to become a prostitute, an addict, a drug dealer/courier, a gunrunner and a thug. Ironically, I was also one of the most respected women in the hip-hop music industry. These associations eventually warped my thinking and social attitudes; which made me rebel against authority. I became resentful because I felt that let down. I believed that those in authority had abandoned me to the wolves. I admired and looked up to the wolves because they taught me how to live in the wild, hunt down prey, eat, and survive. This is the story of that journey.