Friday the 13th, 2006... that was the luckiest day of my life!

That was the night I cheated death... a night I will never forget... the time I was helpless... tied up... pistol-whipped... beaten... burned... mamed and riddiculed for 3 days and 2 nights by FIVE haters/violators... all because I interfered with their plans in robbing an elderly woman of her social security check.  Five of them and only one of me... I started swinging a baseball bat... they had me beat... they pulled out a GAT and called me a RAT... for choosing show real human compassion towards helpless old folx... for choosing to help protect the helpless and week... I would do it again and again...if I had to... what kind of person would I be, if I just looked the other way... I wouldn't be able to live with myself. So I did what I had to do...

They tried so hard to end my life... for almost 42 hours straight....but they could not... my will to live was too strong... I was injected with **** like battery acid, cocaine, heroin, piss, air, bleach.  They even tried to burn me with a propane torch that I kept blowing out... I dont know how I did it... I could hardly breath with those electric cords that they wrapped around my neck... I felt death coming closer and closer to me... but I kept praying... they stabbed me repeatedly with sharp objects, glass, and who knows what else... I was beated to the point where I no longer felt any pain... I was numb... I was bleeding too much...so they hot glued my wounds shut... I could not do anything... If I moved they would just smash me so more... I was determined to go down like a real soldier and I blocked everything out except my thoughts and prayers to GOD and loved ones... thats when it happened...BANG... thats when I  was shot ...point blank in the back of the head with a 9mm handgun. Now you tell me?  I know Im not the man of steel... I dont have special powers... I only got what GOD gave me... TALENT... and I never heard of talent bouncing bullets before...

The **** just bounced off the back of my dome... no joke... my GOD was there with me the whole time... I was never alone... He has a plan for me... Ravedeman.  This is why I'm back... I feel MUSIC is my calling, my destiny...  even tho that bullet left a permanet scar on the back of my skull and the gun going off so close to my head left both my ears drums permenetly damaged... it does not kill my passion to make and produce music... you see... I never really listen to music anyways... I FEEL IT!

Now do you feel me when I say: "What does not kill me... only makes me stronger!"

We got 1 life to live... go get it before it gets you!