I live for God, Basketball, real Hip Hop, and real people. I aspire to better myself, in hopes to become everything my lame ass excuse for a father wasn't. But it feels like no one will EVER understand me, and I'm forced to face not only this thing called life EVERYDAY, but myself. Step inside my shoes before you judge. If you're nice to me, I'll probably be nice to you, but if you question anything I stand for, we'll have problems. I'm all about a good time, and being myself, but you have to be real. And there is only one person in this world who's opinion really matters to me, and other than hers I could really give less a damn of what you think. I've been to hell, but I don't plan to go back. I have big dreams, but first and fore most, I want to be a husband and a father. I'll settle for the office job if it means providing for a family I can come home and tell my wife and kids I love them. I've lived all over this country, and I've been exposed to a lot of culture. My hometown is Escondido California, in North County San Diego. I'm WHIPPED for Charly Jackson.... And you can find me anywhere around Costa Mesa or Santa Ana with my boys, tryna live this life...
