Just a rapper from Ohio N these are my stories,
Once upon a time, in a forgotten corner of a city, there was a boy named Draven. Born into poverty, his childhood was robbed by the harsh realities of life. But it was not just poverty that burdened him; fate had dealt him the cruelest of hands. N Draven had kids but had a tragic accident left his left hand partially handicapped.
But Draven's fight was far from over. The oppressive government, blind to the struggles of the forgotten,N With desperation fueling his determination, Draven hatched a plan to save his kids through his art.
So, my dear readers, let us close this book with a sense of wonder and satisfaction. Let us carry Dirty Boy Draven's spirit within us, reminding ourselves that even in the darkest of times, there is always a flicker of light. And it is in the pursuit of that light where our own adventures begin.