And these cartoons that arrived from prison from my mom, it was her way of, you know, it was her way of letting me know that she loved me and letting me know just what I was capable of.
Y estas caricaturas que llegaban a mí desde la cárcel, eran su manera de, ya saben, su manera de hacerme saber que me amaba y de hacerme saber de lo que yo era capaz.