In my mind, I already know the exact day and time I am going to die. I am now without fear. Fear of bullets and the rage of what is called hood life. For in my fear, they would take the life from me and leave me as the only witness to a life of mediocrity. They would push me down to raise themselves from poverty.
But is poverty a way of living or a state of mind. You can leave the hood and carry the poverty mindset with you. So as you live, you die and not knowing your end date because you are always perpetually in death.
But once you know the date, you are fearless. Free to accomplish everything you wanted to in life.
You can meet each day with the world bending to your will. You meet death when you meet death and not a moment sooner.