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I am destined for greatness. I can’t wait to see what God has in store for me.

One of my best memories is when I was running late to work. The weather was perfect, the sun was shining, and at the same time, Beyoncé and Jay-Z’s song by DJ Khaled was playing, “Shining.” Coming from Compton, I passed South Central, Wynwood, and South Gate, headed to Studio City to bartend for Zen Lounge, a restaurant owned by Kevin Hart, Will Smith, and Duane Martin. Tisha Campbell was performing that night. I felt that I was truly living my dream. As I coasted down the express lane to the 101, traffic was crazy, but I finally got to my exit. I pulled into work about 30 minutes late as usual, the music was blaring, the bouncer gave me a huge handshake and hug welcoming me to work. Luckily, my guests hadn’t arrived yet, but when they did, I got to take a picture with them after dinner, great conversation, and laughs. Kim Whitefield and I took a selfie before she and her celebrity friends went home. This is not the end of my story. I am destined for greatness. I can’t wait to see what God has in store for me. My heart tells me this ain’t it for me. Thanks for your time! Godspeed.

P.S. If you care to see my old life, my IG is Billionaireisi. I loved my life, I still do. This is a minor setback for a major comeback. Never stop. Period.

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