 The first time I seen somebody get shot, I seen my father shoot somebody. Why are you shooting? You know why you just a girl? Yeah, I know why he, because it dude was in his mother fucking business. That's why I say, manage your fucking business. Yeah, we on boss talk one on one. When was the first time you experienced seeing somebody die, get killed? Oh, I had to be like six years old, six, seven years old. Six, what was it? Explain what you're saying. But before then, the first time I seen somebody get shot, I seen my father shoot somebody. Why are you shooting? You know why you just a girl? Yeah, I know why he, because it dude was in his mother fucking business. That's why I say, manage your fucking business. That's why I do. How old were you? I got it. When that happened, I had to be like three, four years old. And you remember that? Hell yeah. I remember getting my diaper changed. Yeah. No, you don't. Yes, I do. And I can tell you who was changing it. Damn. But let's go back to the fact your daddy pulled that thing and shot that nigga. My daddy didn't play around with no fucking problem. My mama shot at my daddy three and I remember it. So I know he, when she tried to take that nigga head off in the living room, my brother, he know about it. Yeah, I'd like to kill tonight. But Bob, yeah, let's go. So how did you feel? Because for me, I'm like, damn, like a movie. I ain't gonna lie. I was like, damn, it was in slow motion for me. How was it for you? Well, my father shot the dude. Yeah. Shit. My daddy did what he supposed to did. But then did he fall? Did you wait to see him drop? Or you didn't wait? Yeah, I waited. My daddy did, too. Three years old. Yeah, I was with my dad. I was behind my father. My father walked out the house. I walked out the house behind him. But okay. Her situation. Her whole whole situation. My father and my mother was into it. My father was quite older than my mother. And it was a dude. My mom was a very nice looking chick. It just is what it is. And it was a dude, like they outside arguing and fighting and shit. So it was a young dude who, I guess he wanted to try to prove who he was to my father. Or, you know, try to prove who he was to my mom. So he could probably knock my mom from my father. And he told my daddy, hey, A4, why don't you take, you know, why don't you take that shit in the house, don't nobody wanna see it. Now, everybody know, don't say shit to my daddy. My daddy was not one of those type of dudes. You know what I'm saying? My daddy was not that type of dude. So my daddy say, okay. And it was okay. And he turned back around. When he turned back around, like everything my mother and my father was going through at that point in time ceased. My mom already knew he was on. Me, I'm just a kid. I run behind my mom and daddy because they already in fighting. You know, I'm just a kid. And so my father went in the house. My mom was going to the house behind him. But of course, all three of, well, it was four of us in the house. And my mom was trying to stop my dad. My dad like, man, fuck out my way. You know what I'm saying? My daddy go behind that mirror, grab that bag. You know what I'm saying? And when he come back out, he call a dude name. Like when he walk out the door, I walk out the door behind him. My mom ain't with no parts. You know what I'm saying? You know what I'm saying? She won't know what that is. She won't even try to grab you. No, he don't know. My daddy. You better go to work. Let's go. No, not grabbing him. I'm talking grab you to keep you safe. I don't even think she knew I was out the house. Yeah. You know what I'm saying? I think is I understood the tone and I understood the tone and delivery of what was going on. You understand. Listen, when you're growing up in certain situations, you understand certain things at a young age. When my dad stopped arguing with my fucking mama, he looked at dude. I knew that look all too well. I didn't see him smack a motherfucker before. I already knew. So you wanted to see. You know what I'm saying? I was, it's not even one to see is I'm riding with my mother fucking dad. I'm riding with that nigga. I'm riding with my dad. I'm riding with my dad. You know what I'm saying? Three years old. I'm riding listen. In my head, you can't tell me what I can do. You know what I'm saying? In my head, you couldn't tell me what I couldn't do. You know what I'm saying? I had my daddy right there. My daddy was my superhero. So my daddy walked back out the door. Like I said, he grabbed that paper bag from behind that mirror. He walked out the door. I walked out the door behind him. You know what I'm saying? Like I said, my mom didn't want no parts of her ass didn't even know I was gone. So my daddy walked back out downstairs and we hit that alley. Cause we lived in the rear of a building on 67th to Blackstone. It's an alley and a dude was sitting him and a few more dudes were sitting on the line. And my daddy walked, he walked halfway to the alley. Like halfway standing in the alley in between the building, the gate. And what dude was sitting there and he called his name. Hey Robert, that's you. You know what I'm saying? And dude stood up, turned around on some tough shit. Yes me. And so he said, yes me. He knocked this shit back. Wow. He did not die. But look, check this out. He did not die, but he came home and probably like a couple of weeks late somebody else killed him. You know what, your dad is zoned out while he was going to do what he was doing. You was with him, but he didn't even think he just zoned out. He didn't probably know what she was even doing. He was zoned in. It's my dad, my dad used to talk to me like early on, early on, you know, and my dad used to, it was certain things that he put in me, you know, as far as my loyalty and all this other shit. I got that from my dad. I didn't get it from my mom. You know, it's certain things in me, even my hustling mentality, all that that shit came from my father. Dope. You know, it's like I'm not your average bitch. Yeah, we on boss talk one on one.