O Don was different. Not just because he could flip numbers in his head faster than most men could count change, but because the streets never swallowed him whole—they sharpened him. Where Problem fought his way through and Biggie carried weight on his back, O Don learned to move like a shadow, eyes always watching, ears tuned to whispers no one else caught.But before he was “O Don,” the strategist of MMS, he was just Kwabena Odonkor, the skinny boy with sharp eyes from Chorkor, raised by a mother who sold fish at the beachside market. His father? A ghost. A man who promised to return and never did. His mother used to say, “Kwabena, you must learn to think faster than hunger. That’s the only way you’ll survive in this world.”The Early GrindGrowing up, O Don was the boy who never had his own exercise books. He borrowed pages from friends, wrote on the back of used paper, and still came top of the class. Teachers noticed him. They would say, “This one, if he doesn’t l