Almost famous

What up? I know it’s been a while since the last post but I have really need the time to grow. Somethings have changed sons have stayed the same, but one thing is for sure I am almost to fame. People don’t know my name everywhere I go yet but the energy society gives me is one of admiration and respect. Truth be told up next. See you at the top..

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King RoDney

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The life of RøD story

My dad was released from jail, my mother, sister, brother, & I were staying in Lemiert park with my oldest sister Lashawn. When my father was released from jail my sistet told us we could not stay there anymore and we began to live in the astro van that my family acquired. Times were hard the worst ive ever experienced, I contemplated suicide often at the tendor young age of 8 I wanted nothing more than to go away from this place that had hurt me. We moved into an abandoned apartment and began squating in September of 2000. My family was together but we were struggling times were hard and my weed habit was growing along with my depression. One California winter night we were pulled over on Crenshaw near Inglewood and my father was jammed up by the LAPD for not having tags but they cut him a break because he had a family with him. He had court the next day he was going to go to jail and he had a decision to make leave us again or make a run for it, he chose the latter and he relocated to Washington State where our story will resume and we will get more into the lof RøD story.


The Life of RøD story

One summer day my family was on the way home from a camping trip to Lake Havasu, AZ upon our arrival to our home in Compton, CA we witnessed all of our belongings being thrown out we were being evicted for non payment of rent. My parents had failed to cover their ass and it cost my family. My father had just recently quit his job that he had held for ten years at Midas mufflers putting massive pressure on my mother who had recently been hired to work for the county of Los Angeles. We moved from the 2 bedroom house on Elm & Sloan to a Compton housing project called The Manners located behind the famous Compton Fashion Center aka the Compton Swapmeet. This was a weird situation not the worst I’ve been in but the weirdest I knew something bad had happened but I wasn’t sure, all I wanted to know was when could I go home to see my Dog OX that day never came. As the days continued to pass and I realized I would never see OX again or play in my backyard things started to changed for me….