Once a Prominent drug dealer in the streets of brotherly love, Cion's rise came to a halt when the FEDS nabbed his man. Instead of thuggin' it out he closed down his illegal enterprise, found work as a certified chef, and the love of his life. Ten years of dedication to his emplover, He's laid off. Faced with a family to feed, countless bills and a label slave wife, his accounts are bleeding dry. With no income and a failing economy, a connection with an old friend seems to bring him a sign of hope as he Forrays into this new venture. deception quickly surfaces in his old circle, a crooked mayor Is head huntin nim and everyone he loves... Clon quickly remembers, There is no honor amongst thieves.
First, I would like to thank The Most Gracious, The Most Merciful, Allah for allowing me to be alive today able to put this ink on paper. My Wife, Gianni, who has stood by my side through it all. My Daughter & Cover Model, CiCi, thank you for the cover shot baby girl and being exactly who u were meant to be. My Lil Angel & daughter, Shay-Shay, don't play about me. That's my heart. Mya, my niece who keeps me grounded & in touch with the world, without her I'd be running a turtle race. Whenever everybody else is moving slowly, she goes for me. Thank You for everything. Shar, thank you for putting the final touches on the book, for bringing everything to light, and being a tremendous asset to the family. Congratulations on Your Degree. Nas graced the cover, continuing to rise above the everyday circumstances we faced as black men. My sister Tosha, My mom Carmen, those two have been down for me since day one. All my guys who were stomping for me, Twine, ManBoy, Bump, Slink, Kiz, Will, Matt, Nef also played his part in the making of the cover. Quil, Lil Slammer, Zay, Roco, Smelly, Nitty, Big Homie Tank, and North Philly Chaddy who are there whenever I call. RIP CoCo, u gone but never forgotten big homie. RIP Fat Herb, Uncle Tone and Jamie. If I forgot you, it's all love or it must not have been enough room.
