Well, first I would like to take this opportunity to give a deep appreciation for taking the time out to read what I’ve graced in your royal presence. But this notation which I’ve gravitated on your plantation doesn’t exclude anyone. But my dependable whole-hearted resource in which is my grannie is deceased (12/27/14). So when I reach out for food, shelter, and clothes it’s the Salvation Army. So I’ve invested impecunious funds seeking (knowledge) on being hired at an “oil rig” upon my release, 1/5/2018. I choose this occupation as my career and channel my ambitions towards. Whatever it takes to get hired, I’m flexible. Any information that you’re willing to provide is highly gracious because I need a chance in my lifetime.
Yes, I’m turning my dope man ambitions into a positive. The dope game has provided nothing but lamentation since my pre-teens. But no one has readily given me a chance on the positive side. My resume is outstanding. I’ve obtained colossal on the negative side, so I did what I did as a man to survive. I’m not extolling that stuff, but that was my job. That was my past. So please don’t judge me. This is present and I need change. So can you please help me- real talk. Until pen meets pad again…