Hello brothers and sisters I thank you for coming to read my autobiography put together from memoirs I have from the last six years of my life. I would encourage all of you to do the same seeing as we are all getting a bit older and tomorrow is not guaranteed to any of us. I had a friend pass away from a massive heart attack at the tender age of 35. Keeping memoirs of your life is a way for you to live on. Well, there is a lot to say just don’t know where to start so I guess I will start off from the beginning. January 2007 is a month that I will never forget. How could I, I had just been released from jail. After spending 8 months in county including Thanksgiving and Christmas I was beginning to wonder if I would ever get out. January 17th to be exact. It was wonderful being out. Saw my friends and family that night. When I awoke I had to pinch myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. As I tell you my story please be prepared that some of the things that I will say in here will not be told in a PG fashion. It wouldn’t be my story if it was. So when I got out of jail my sentence was 4yrs adjudication probation, which simply means its supposed to come off my record if I can complete all the requirements and stipulations the state has mandated I do. So right before they release me I put a transfer in to complete my probation in Dallas County rather than Tarrant County. I didn’t know what or how this actually worked. So let me tell you. When you put in a transfer to another county it gives you 3-4 months of excessive partying time because that’s how long it takes for them to complete the necessary paperwork. How stupid is that? Really stupid for a guy addicted to drugs, which I wasn’t or at least I thought I wasn’t. Very sweet though for a guy who likes to party which I was. I couldn’t believe I was gonna be on the streets unsupervised for 3-4 months before I have to go in and actually start reporting. So anyway before I went into jail I fancied a particular drug called “ice”. All this is, is a fancy name for what is known as “Meth”, or Methamphetamines. I loved smoking this shit, it fucken turned me into Superman. I had seen a couple of my friends get all dope fucked and shit but that would never be me because I had my shit together. Right? Wrong! If you ever hear a dopehead say he has his shit together can you call me over because I love a good fucking joke, and I love to laugh and obviously hearing this would make me spit my fucking beer out my mouth. So sometime in January 2007 my friends took me out and they were now running meth. I saw the bitches and the cash and the amount of meth they were smoking and thought, Holy fucking shit!!! I was fresh out of jail so still had a good head on my shoulders and didn’t touch the shit. I felt really good about myself not touching it that I thought to myself this shit is going to be easy to stay away from. Towards the end of February 2007 I was with my buddy and still hadnt gotten any pussy. I was sick of rubbing one off every night and I wanted the real deal Holyfield. Before we went out I finally took the glass pipe, which is referred to as the glass dick in the drug world, and took the biggest fucking hit the DFW Metroplex has ever fucking seen I shit you not!!! Goddamn, that made my fucking dick hard, hell yeah!! I felt sorry for the first bitch I got ahold of because I was gonna lay the pipe down on that ass, or cum on contact. I met a girl that night. Typical me I forgot her name but she was a cutie. Or maybe I just thought that because I was locked up with vatos for 8 months and I saw the beauty in everyone. Hell Roseanne Barr could of been the girl and I would of thought she was fine. So my buddy and I take them to a hotel. I hear aahh, aahh, aahh, aahh and looked out the covers and my buddy is wasting no time fucking the punani!!! So hell I take his que and start hammering this nameless bitch and RICOLAAAAAAAAAAAA!!, I bust a nut in 2-3 minutes. Hell yeah my first nut. I didn’t care it took only minutes it was good to know my shit still worked and wasn’t broken. So believe this or not the nameless bitch wants to see me again. I thought wow for being rusty I threw what my friends and I refer to as “The Whip Appeal” on that ass. So I bang this chick for a few weeks and the machine starts to return to top form, to what I call as being “The machine was well oiled.” So my buddy enjoys me hanging around because I can pull the hoes and two because I am also pretty handy with my fists. We were in Dallas at a dart tournament and my buddy pulls over at this taco stand, pulls out his wad to pay for the tacos while I stay in the truck keeping an eye on him. What I saw was crazy, I saw this black dude approaching from his side and it looks to me as if they are arguing. I start to get antsy and in one motion get out the truck, shut the door, walk over to this brotha, and 2-piece his ass where he was on the ground looking up dazed, confused, and fucking bloody....