Thanks to so many who’ve helped me in my life, God, my Family, Friends, Acquaintances, Lovers, Ex-Girlfriends, Enemies, and Government Officials… Naw, I’m just f--king with y’all on that last one, let me get straight to the point. Pop the CD in and ride, smoke, clean, relax, sit back, or meditate, whatever it is you do. I’ve been waiting to drop this Album for awhile now, I’ve been trying to keep it hush-hush, and while only a few people have known of this project, still, I’ve given off a few hints to get people ready. If you have any of the Marc Marcel CD’s, you’ll hear QwaZim being mentioned a few times throughout the CD. Before I hit the poetry scene and started performing, people and friends used to know and refer to me as my middle name, QwaZim. As a matter of a fact, it only happened by accident that I didn’t continue on with QwaZim as my stage name. To make a long story short, the sole person whom introduced me to the poetry scene, knew me as my first and last name, Marc Marcel, and by the time I saw what was going on, he had already introduced me to people and other poets around town as Marc Marcel, so I figured it was too late, and just rolled with it. But ever since, I’ve promised to put out a product with my middle name, just kind of paying homage to who I was before people got so familiar with the person I am now. And trying to hold true to my promise, I wanted to make this CD as edgy as possible, just borderline to the point where it hits dudes so hard they’ll want to start rounding me up just to hang me from a tree and televise that sh*t on national TV…Seriously. Those who know me, know I’ve calmed down a lot in my later years, but I’ve always had this mentality of wanting to put mirrors right in the front of people’s faces, just so they can see themselves. My father has asked me many of times how came I say certain things in my poetry, whether it’s about my family, politicians, or other poets, but what I tell him, I tell everybody else, if it’s the truth, why should someone be immune to it, no matter what line of business you’re in. S--t, I keep telling dudes I ain’t no poet…I’m just a homeboy spitting poetry.