I remember coming home one evening and my son was listening to rap music and I don't even remember how the conversation started. This was my baby boy he was 17. He said mom I don't care I'm not going to live to be 21 anyway. So I started listening to his Rap music with my son's. My conversation changed and I knew I was in for a battle to try to save their lives. Me and their dad yup it was a battle but they still here. However, there's no rest for the worry