Questions begins with my childhood of being raised on the Southside of Chicago by a Jehovah Witness grandmother after my father went to prison and my cutie pie mother was too busy for children. My grandmother was as worthy of heaven as anyone I knew, yet the preacher claimed she was not one of the anointed. This didn't make a lot of sense to me, and even more perplexing was why I was silenced when I asked questions. So I started seeking my own answers...