Dice

"I grew up rolling dice. Sometimes I'd carry 'em around on me because games could happen anywhere. You could be chillin' and somebody starts talking shit like, 'What's in it? I got $20, I got $100, I got $200.' That's how it goes. Like a break dancing battle, it starts with an exchange of words and next thing you know you shakin' dice.

"Most I ever lost was about two grand. But most I ever won was $1,700. I was 15, and at that time I was sellin' crack in the Bronx. We were chilling when this Spanish guy, his name Sam—he was a dope boy used to get a lot of money over there—he always used to challenge me, and sometimes I'd beat him, sometimes he'd beat me. But that night was a good night for me. I'd made a lot of money and he'd made a lot of money, so a game started up. Sam was about 23, 24 years old. A few of my friends were there, a few people from the neighborhood were there. I started poppin' everybody, taking everybody's money. Sam had about $800, $900. I took that from him. I had a really lucky hand that night.

"But I've had bad nights, nights where fucking 14-year-olds would fucking rape me—no homo. [Laughs.] They would rope you. That's what it's called, rope. They rope you on a night when your arm is noodles, when you got nothing in that arm, when you suck."