Can someone tell me which is more expensive, the price of success are the price of happiness? Which one has the lower taxes to pay, having money are having a piece of mind. I can’t tell you the answer because guess what my daily mission is? To achieve either of the two. My whole life I watched from the backseat of a car called I wish,that was driving by broken promises. But soon as I was able to drive I got my own car called by ANY MEANS! With my homie GOOD INTENTIONS riding passenger and my DUDE NEVER FOLLOWS THRU in the backseat.

We went on a twenty something year voyage of high speeds and break downs in that lemon till we got another car called Making it happen! She was a sexy sedan with enough room for us and others. NEVER FOLLOWS THRU got replaced by my day one called THE BEST I CAN DO! He was the X factor that helped us start the new trip down Successful Valley towards Goal City. BUT I’m a have to cut this short because it’s my turn to drive and I can’t afford another ticket for being on my phone while driving, so I’m get back with you all when we hit Goal City!


Rebel are Retard ⁉️

Answer this for me someone, am I a rebel if I follow a trend that can cause me to loose everything I achieved? Even if the trend was a political statement that needed to be addressed! Are would I be a retard for exposing my hand when I’m in a position to do more by staying silent and helping others get to a place we’re they could make a real difference. How about this one, am I a rebel if I decide to not act hood even if I’m from the slimiest of slums, if I got good grades and was recognized for my brain instead of being able to play sports? Are would you call me a nerd are a geek!

Would you think less of me if I cried when i was hurting inside my head, are would you listen to me complain with an open ear and a understanding heart? Then tell me stop acting like a bitch and man up bro it’s nothing, WE going to be good! How about this am I square for finding a female and cuffing her turning her into wifey, are did I just complete my circle? All this got me wondering myself am I loosing my G card and becoming a lame, naw it’s just me becoming a super OG, with the super power of real life experiences!


Message from God

Once again it’s me running my mouth about random stuff that some people feel are pointless. But if you living and not just breathing you understand my words. With me saying that today I’m speaking on confidence,probably one of the most important things you need to have for yourself. Now the book definition says a feeling of self-assurance arising from one’s appreciation of one’s own abilities or qualities. Which to us means feeling like you can do things with out a doubt. Now what happens when your confidence tank runs out of gas and you broke so you can’t go purchase some. You know like going to the mall and getting new clothes are a car after a heart break are something like one.

I’m a tell you cause I know, you feel dumb! The simple things that made you glow and illuminate in life seem like Chinese algebra! When I allowed my ego to get cracked, yeah it was cracked but never broken. I was not that dude who everyone knew. Hell it was so bad that GOD hit me up like Dude what’s up with you I’m hearing stuff? Please tell me you ain’t let the hate demons steal your swag. Real talk that’s how he came at me, then he said bro I know you’re no angel and indulge in some things I don’t condone, but I need you to bring that glow back, the world not only needs it….but I enjoy it. So I sat there thinking and looking in the mirror. Then I told myself YOU ARE THAT GUY live like it look like it and act like it. So if y’all ain’t noticed yet that DUDE is back!!


Sparking Matches🔥

Well well here I go again, I said I was done writing but I just might have added a new item to my addiction cart. I wanted to share another one of my life lessons I just went through with you all. If you know me then you know I been trying to turn my rap sheet from D.O.C to C.E.O. So I been struggling like for real so my vision been kinda cloudy. So I got a couple of dollars last week and guess what my first thought was? You already know, Nique told Dom boy go get that bag 💼 and run it up fam. Usually Dom would be like hell naw, but not this time. He was like I got you bro let’s get it!

But luckily I went and interviewed a individual who sparked that match in me. During the interview I asked him what inspired him to do the things he was doing. His response was he was told to be the change he wanted, now it was a good answer but it was a challenge to me. I swear it hit me like Foreman jab! I know motivation comes at the times you least expect it. So guess what Nique told Dom, bro let’s get this bag your way I think we can make it work fam! So if he can do it I know you all can. It’s time to be the change and put that complaining controller down and get off your cheeks and BE THE CHANGE!



People ask me all the time what is a respected reject, so I’m a try and say something to everyone and explain what it means. You remember the kids who never had the new clothes, the people in high school that was just there, never really fitting in. Just being underprivileged and knowing that you can never be what society wants you to be? How about the ones who lived in a gang infested area but would rather collect comic books instead of stripes! Then you got us who were just different from everyone around them. The days everyone would tell them you a weirdo, back then it kinda hurt😞. But fast forward to now and think about how it made you go so hard.

I remember just being a boy moving out the hood to a somewhat of a better place. 5th grade they had a bring your dad to school day at Butcher Green, and I’m like damn who going to take me, because you know how the late 80s was for a lot us, Moms was pops. So when I went to school that day, I realized I was a reject. My life was not what you saw on the t.v. It was what I thought was normal because that’s all I knew, till I was placed outside that science project called urban development. Look basically what I’m saying is anyone who ever felt like you are not part of your surroundings are you come from places that the world closes there eyes to your struggle. Any body with a disorder are handicap and you still stand tall through it all, you never stop feeling like that reject but you turned into a respected one. Take what they tried to use against you and make them love you for it!


A Diamond

How many know what it’s like to plot murder,suicide,robbery and revenge at the same time. To be in a place darker than than hell To want nothing more than to escape from the world, but then realize that you don’t have the heart to purchase that ticket of a one way out your life? That’s when your alter ego tells you that you going to be good,just lay back and climb out your feelings.

If you done been broke and strung out then YOU BEEN THERE! If you done lost someone you REALLY love,you been there. I know I been there a couple times, more than a couple to be honest. But see my alter ego is an arrogant cocky egotistical savage. The kind that could look at the plug like he wasn’t shit while purchasing his products. But this is what made me always be able to hold my head high no matter what. See I knew from a early age that even without a dime I was a diamond.


Truest lies I ever heard

1.Bro we bout to hit this lick and be on,

2.Baby I love and would never let you go

3.You my homie for ever and I love you past life

4.I’m in love with you woman, I think I want you for a wife

5.Just give me a year run and I promise we a be rich

6.I never trip with my family,especially over a bitch

7.I don’t care about nothing I’m ready to die

8.Look at my face fam,I would never lie

9.You can be anything in this world

10.There is no such thing as racism

11.If you pray everyday you will go to heaven

12.Words don’t hurt

13.The world is fair

14.The good die young


Those are some of the truest lies I ever heard are told in my life. We have all either listened to someone tell them to us,are we told them. I left fifteen open for you to fill in,try it.


My first addiction!!!

I’m a explain something to the world that only the people addicted to this behavior can understand, its called a suicidal fetish! Let me explain how I obtained this sickness at a early age. I remember riding my bike down a hill of a city block and the feel of wind on my face mixed with the rush of knowing a car might meet me on the other end of this hill, woke up a Daredevil in me early. Just think back to the days when we would dare each other to risk are life to be accepted. I think that’s the first drug I ever had, a drug called more heart than you.

You probably thinking this dude tripping, yeah I am. But check me out on this, us adrinaline fiends can only get a real rush off so many things that don’t jeopardize this thing called life. You might like bungee jumping, are mountain climbing. While I might like the action from the streets, it’s all the same addiction called a RUSH!


Two stepping

I was sitting back relaxing when my over active mind started to dance. At first it was doing the running man around my thoughts of prosperity. Then it slowed down and started doing a two step into defining moments of my life. So when it spined off the negative and dipped into the good days, I almost started dancing for real! I swear it was like being on extacy for a second.
But there was one thought that I have to share with you all. Now it hasn’t happened yet, but I have dreamed it so much that it feels way to real. But heres what it is, it’s the thought of making it, reaching the dreams and fantasies that cross my mind daily. Putting myself in a position to pull my folks up around me. Being able to wake up and not only pursue my dreams, but help others do the same. Cause if you ask me I don’t care how much money you have, your not successful if your not happy.



I want everyone to take this and really absorb what I’m bout to say,because this is probably the truest words I ever wrote. If you’ve known me for 10 years are better than you probably never seen me on the streets for more than a year solid. Are you probably never even thought I could read let alone put a pen to a pad and express myself. But I am at a point where I’m trying to make a difference for the positive but I feel more lost than I ever have in life. All this is new to me,all this be positive this try and stay sober and this believe in the unseen and have faith. To live in a manner that is deemed right is the motive most strive for. So I ask this which is easier being real are being correct,doing what feels right are what is right?
To do what feels right means to follow your heart and if I’m correct a lot of us have heart problems. And guess who one of us is,you guessed it me that’s who! But luckily I was able to cure my heart disease with a small diet change and exercise. I cut a lot of the bull out and started doing hurdles over haters! Changed my circle to a pyramid and life turned into something beautiful.


Me vs Myself

    Ok I woke up on this rainy morning and felt kinda down wishing and wanting things I probably shouldn’t worry about. But then I said fuck it if I want it I should get it. I was not placed on this Earth to not enjoy the fruits of my labor. I started to reminisce about the days when I didn’t second guess myself, the days when I made every episode one to remember. Damn, what happened to Nique. He got replaced with some dude named Dom. 

      I don’t really like Dom he is boring and too cautious. But all Nique did was get high and go to jail, at least Dom works and tries to help others. That’s true but look at his face he don’t smile like Nique, talk like Nique are even vibe like Nique! Well all that’s true but we need Dom to keep Nique in check, so what do we do to bring the two together? You know if we combine the two we well have the best of both worlds.

   So this is what I told myself after the debate I was having with Nique. If you two don’t get along with one another then Dominic is going to fail. Then guess what both of y’all loose. So Dom being the semi responsible one extends his hand to Nique and says let’s do it, Nique smiles that goofy grin and bear hugs him. I don’t know about you all but that was a major stepping stone. Cause my angel and my demon just agreed to work together to save Dominic!


My strongest addiction

Why is it that one of the most beautiful and essential things in life is also  one of the most painful and dangerous? Love,yes I used the four letters that change lives for better or worse. It is the only thing besides death none of us can avoid. It starts with are admiration for are parents and then we start experimenting with the feelings of infatuation and lust. But what happens when you get the opportunity and it blows up in your face. Do you place a deep freezer in your chest and say never again, well most of us try to. But guess what God likes when you do that. It gives him a challenge, have you noticed when you try to ban those four letters it seems our savior places someone in your life to erase the pain and restore the faith?

    I have been addicted to many things in my life,but the one addiction I can never counqer and don’t want to is love. It is a subscription to happiness and the feeling of being complete. It is the foundation you need to build a solid foundation on. Please don’t think I’m only speaking of love from the opposite sex, I’m speaking on love from the people around you. The ones that you love to share love with. Just look at some of the children living in horrific conditions and how they smile through it all. Because there love tank is still on full, and they share it amongst one another freely. So while you raise your children, take a note and learn to love whole hearted again from them. I say this all the time it’s the each one teach one theory!


The beauty of the struggle

Have you ever heard the expression it’s a beautiful struggle? Then sat back and asked yourself how in the hell can a struggle be beautiful. Easy, anytime you go through trails and tribulations it’s part of the beautiful process of life. Let me share with you this one thing that opened my eyes to the beauty of pain. When I was incarcerated I used to sat in my window and listen to the rain and wish I could feel it on my skin,are just be sitting in my car with the music down low just watching rain drops hit the windshield. See most people see the rain and it turns there mood gloomy. But when your no longer able to enjoy a task that seems so simple it is a daily struggle to find peace. Simple things like being able to take a shower without shower shoes are the sound of a car starting. 

        See the beauty we see in the the things we love can only be appreciated when life puts you on punishment. Remember the days your parents would ground you for a week,when that week was up everything we did last week seemed like the most important thing in life. So the struggle only intensifies the appreciation for all life’s joy. So when the rain stops and the sun shines, frowns turn upside down and those crooked smiles light up the world. So as long as a lesson is learned from every mistake,there can be a story told over dinner that brings laughter wisdom with appreciation for the struggle.