[He was full up with rage and anger but the same time he could not display it he knew if he displayed his rage and his anger the public will go wild. He knew what happened to his son and he knew did it but at the same time he couldn't do anything about it. At this particular time his son who he care about so much is with his ex and as far as he can see there is nothing that he can do about it. Has he go through his life making hit after hit and songs after songs. Inside of the song it was clearly he was rapping and singing about exactly how he felt about the incident and the incidents that was going on. Some even thinks that he was giving a hint about something. Meaning his fans start to put two to two together and wonder what it was because his songs were so touching that people felt like that he was talking about something for real. It got so bad when he was making his songs and how real they built that rumors start to spread real fast about the incidence and it didn't take long before paparazzi start to make more than what it was. He realized his songs with getting him in hot water people was beginning to associate his songs like they was real he felt like he needed to clear it up but the more that he tried to clear up . Rumors that's kept going and going and going where there were true or where there was not the rumors was bad. He knew it wouldn't be for long before his ex will begin come after him as she's being coming after him for a lot of things including child support. She felt that was wrong to pay her for a sorry job that she was doing as a mother that is his words. 

   Eventually he got very tired of the rumors he got tired of everyone talking about his life and he got tired of the rumors he needed proof he needed to prove that what he was saying and his songs were just songs and not real but he also is ready to face the reality in case of a son that he used to know is no longer that same individual that he knew.} 

 (   My name is DG Big Daddy black bear aka the Big Bear. That's why everyone called me by my stage name no one called me by my real name at all. I never allowed it that is the way that I kept myself and I always remain that way. I have a son kind of unusual how this happened I would not go into details how that happened but it did. Any sense things was just so crazy. You see my ex somehow manage to get custody over him even though technically is clearly that he is not nowhere near her kid. But she managed to convince the judge that he was her son I don't know what the judge was smoking. But then again this whole town is up in smoke sometimes. I don't know why the judge felt the need to a war custody if only they knew what was about to happen. I already seen the writing on the wall. When I kissed him goodbye he can feel the tears in my eyes he knew hell was coming for him and it was not going to extro him any Mercy.) 

      The life of a hip Hopper like myself it's quite a interesting life you go around making records you make your money and you keep it moving. You live a false persona of you living this glorious and glamorous life with deep in the inside you're no different than anyone else who walk around the street or any other pop star or music star. The culture behind hip hop is such a very toxic and cut throat just like every other business you have to be careful the tougher you look the more stuff you have usually will pretty much protect you from what you could be exposed to. 

	I was a smart bear for the first time I got into business I knew exactly what to do. I ran my whole entire music career very wise. I kept very little friends and I manage everything my money my records everything. The whole entire gaol was never about the money it was about getting enough money to have a decent shot at getting my kid back from the clutches of my ex. And it saved him from the drama and the abuse. But by the time I got my head on my shoulder it was a little too late. 

  It was time for me to go to court and I had got one the best lawyers there was known throughout the city. Yeah he won a lot of cases like this. He was a very old elephant known as Mr yelk and his name was all over town anyone who seen him knew their chances in court was not that great whenever he showed up he knew the books he knew how to play the game and he knew how to win some case. So far very high profile like me this was a very good choice for me and it wasn't cheap it's price was deep but I had so so many records and got so many platinum records I can afford him. 

	As I walked into courtroom I saw her and her newest boyfriend wherever the heck you want to call it. I thought my son he wouldn't look at me and I he kept looking down to the ground like he was shame. I ignored everything my job was to win him back and free him from the clutches. But I also knew if I were going to raise a kid there's some things that's going to have to change my persona my life and my willing to give it up or a chance to be back with the kid and my son who I may not or may recognize anymore I didn't care as a father I wanted my son back. 

	The trial started as usual. There was some drama there was a little bit of thing but the end of the day I won my court case. I was over thrilled mean the judge pretty pretty much agreed. That the last court case was should never have been since legally the kid is not really hers and legally the kid is mine. She may all kinds of arguments and her lawyer about the way that the kids look but the papers is all I needed. And I have to pay for it and she didn't. Which proven that this is my kid. And she's my ex so we go on from there. 

	As I got ready to embrace him I kneel down showing him that I am a very kind bear regardless of my rough persona I am a very gentle bear and he could come and give his father a hug. He was a reluctant at first not seeing me for such a long period of time. But he eventually came and I wiped his tears away with my Paw. I knew I had a very big responsibility on my hand. He is not going to be the same I ever renew it I knew what I had in front of me was a total different individual than what I first met him. I started to tear up in the inside. Some of it was happiness rest was total fear I had no idea of who he had became and what he had became. 

	As I brought him home to my luxury apartment yeah I'm a cheapskate I make a lot of money but I still like the simple stuff. I let him walk around as I was just glad to see him. He acknowledged that he heard me on the radio and the knowledge my records with me that he was very familiar about my music but he also acknowledged how he hates rap. I laugh at him I agree rap is not for everyone. As I walked around I sat down on the couch to turn on the TV I know this he would not move. I told him he's free to wander around where he want it's his home he shouldn't feel like that he needs permission to do everything. I was trying to show him I'm not like my ex. 

	About like 4 hours in my producer came bringing the doorbell. I told him my producer to come on in I knew he was coming. He came in and he seen my son and he questioned at first was that mines. I told him to be more respectful about how to talk about my son regardless the way he looks. And he quickly apologized. He let me know that they last record at I did went beyond gold and now hitting diamond and soon we hit Platinum I've been making platinum records for such a long time it's like standard. I said all right all right okay. 

	As he turned the walk I was sitting there watching TV I looked at him he looks so trouble trembling almost every time he looked at me like it was ashamed to look at me. I told him to be his self and stop being afraid. And to be who he is. After all I talk to myself I'm going to have to deal with them one way or another. Regardless I waited for this time for a long time and I figure I save him and now I can show him some some love that he never seen in his whole entire life. Probably I mean anything that I could think about how my ex is I can imagine what happened to him. 

	Just like any kid he has to go to school. Strange things about the way schools work here yeah one through k is in the same building most of the schools are built like that. Yeah and the way things work around here slightly different yeah that is true too. That's how it is in the city then I'm in. I register them in school but I wanted him to get a good education. Boy I didn't really think a lot of things through about the school consider it would be safe. 

	He was in school I went and had it and made my records as I normally would. For the first three days everything went fine. No complaints no nothing. In fact a whole entire week went by and no complaints. I was shock I was always assuming the worst but so far nothing has happened. 

		Until one day he came home with a terrified look on his face. I knew something had happened in school so I asked who it was and got down my pen to piece of paper and got ready for wherever was going to say. So I can report it. But he didn't want to talk about it. He just kept looking down to the ground. I felt like something else is going on right away. I knew something was going on he was acting strange when I first got them again and now he's acting strange again. 

	I was curious so I set up a meeting with the principal at the school. I talked to the principal about what was going on if anything was going on. And boy he hung his head down low. The principal was a golden eagle he stood up and he said to me who knows what he could be exposed to. We are doing our best to leave out every bully that we can possibly can. But we can get rid of all of them. I informed him I'm not afraid of bullies bullies are bullies. And he looked it yeah he said to me you don't know the history of this school do you. Look at him with a weird look. He informed me that I will find out as soon as the news come on exactly what happened but he went ahead and told me and I became terrified. 

	It's like he just can't catch a break. I thought by getting away from my ex that he get away from that stuff get here in school and he being exposed to it again. I was for coming full of rage I was tired of seeing him going through what he was going through. 

	But then the other day I pick up a newspaper there is a strange article printing in it from a very unusual company. When I read the headlines I got so angry that I took the paper and threw it into the fireplace and burnt it. I bawled my fist up at tightly as I could I slammed it so hard on the table that cracked it. Right before he came downstairs he looked at me and he seemed the table split in half. I told him nothing to worry about go back upstairs. He asked me what he done this time. I told him he done nothing and I ordered him some pizza and hope to get his mind off of stuff. 

	My bodyguard and security guard came in there when he heard everything happening and you look and asked was I okay and I just told him I just got some frustration. And I need to clear my head out for a moment. I actually have to keep an eye out on my son as I go and clear my head out he agreed. I always trusted Bucky he was a very well trusted bodyguard that I had for many years. This bulldog Rottweiler hybrid was saying treat to look at and something that you should never mess with. Yeah he had knocked out a couple of people in his lifetime and he been locked up as well. I had to bail him out many times his temper is something of a thing to deal with. 

	As I am in my car driving I realize I have to remain in control if I allowed a rumors to get to me and allow them to get to me then I could ruin my reputation I can ruin my career. As I made it back home I realize I have to do something I have to get ahead of these rumors before the rumors get ahead and of me. 

	I took a deep breath I went to my son room. I can see that he's not sleep. I sat down on the bed after turning on the light. I had to ask the questions I've been burning in my heart. And I asked him the questions. What happened how many times it happened and where do you stand. Horrified he looked at me he told me how many times he was molested and who it was and what it was and what happened at school that got him terrified. He described but it when he was in the locker room. He saw a male skunk who was young kissing on a nutter male raccoon and he felt some kind of way about it. Like he wanted some too. But he just turned his head. I knew then my son is gay is clear. This can ruin my image having a gay son oh this is all that the the tabloids would need to ruin me. But then again I took this opportunity to use it as a teaching opportunity. I didn't really allow what I got as information to be used as a downside. 

		At night I went to my study pull out paying a piece of paper I began to write the most interesting and beautiful rap song hip Hop Pop song and rock song that you can possibly get. I wanted it to be known that I didn't care I titled it you cannot change who you are you must love who you are. 

	Gave the lyrics to my producer the next day he was almost amaze at the lyrics but at the same time he felt like this was something personal. He looked at me with a weird look he said you're not going to put this on a record are you. I told him this is going to be the most intense song that I ever did. He didn't stood in my way as he normally don't. 

	So it hit on the record and this particular song blew up so big and so powerful that it overthrew almost any other song that I ever did. In fact it was such a big hit among everyone that they even other artists had to admit that this was a touching song. I may been a hip Hopper and a heavy rapper. But when everyone heard his song they felt like that they have been through something like this before they felt connected regardless of where and who they was any most gangster is individuals understood what I was coming from and agreed. 

	Later I got a whole bunch of letters saying how they appreciate me being so open about what I'm going through and how they appreciate me showing that I'm still human regardless. I got so much support from the community it was unbelievable. I felt like I did good as a father and as a popular musician and an artist. Because at the end of the day you can't change who your family is. And everyone in your family you have to accept one way or another.