I been thinking about my cousin lately. He died when he was 20 and I was 17. There was a lot of things unsaid and drama caused by him, so I was mad at him but when he died, I felt guilty for feeling anger towards him. I will post the full story of us when I find all of the pages, so stay tuned.

In 1998 i got married to Christina Marie Quimby. In August of that same year my cousin Angel used my wife's car to do some runouts at some Kum-n-go's in omaha. The license plate was taken down and traced back to me via wife's mom. I was taken to jail and questioned. My wife contacted Angel to tell him that he needed to come down and take responsibility instead of letting me take the hit for his dirt. Angel then disappeared and resurfaced in Kansas. As I took the fall and went back to prison, i knew that i would see him again and when i did, i was gonna whoop that ass! But during my time in prison, i had some dreams and i felt that God was speaking to me and told me to let it go. So i did. But then, Angel started to talk negative about me. I heard a gang of words and rumors all traced back to him because he thought that i was never gonna hit the streets again. Too bad for him that i got parole and popped up in Sioux City one day and hit him up and as expected, he bowed down and denied everything. It's crazy because he talks tuff when i'm not around but when he sees me, i'm his number one homie. He's a bitch and will never have the heart to battle me, and the proof is that his busted up fat woman hit me up on Myspace recently and she started talking shit. I let some shit go but this i cannot. So if she wants beef, she got it. She's the next to become famous and it starts here. Her name is Carmen Pappan. So this is how I do it......fuck Angel harlan, and if you down with him, fuck you too bitch.

In 2003 my brother Antonio and Teofilo were drinkin in Lincoln, Nebraska and Teo got mouthy, and then beat up. So he convinced Antonio to drive back to the house, grab the gun, and go back for vengeance. On the drive back, the cops were called and both Teo and Domino got pulled over. Upon questioning, Teo told the police that Domino had a gun and bullets in his pockets. Antonio was sentenced to federal prison and Teo came back to Sioux City wanting to be cool with me because we were beefing. Once Domino told me, I looked at the statement from the police department, and it was true. Ever since then, Teo's been hiding out and has not shown his face in the bars or on the streets of Sioux Ctiy. Beware of him because he will set you up and testify and you'll be in the same boat as my brother. Teofilo Rodriguez is 380 pounds, 6 feet 1 inches tall, he works construction and drinks nonstop. He also preys on Native women by getting them intoxicated to where they pass out and then he has sex with them. Stay free, stay alert.

My life is hard but I can only try to keep my head up...I been thinking about my past and I realize that in order for me to move on and be successful, I need to release these demons that haunt me....and by that I mean all the words my mom told me, all my older cousins who used to beat me up, the police who set me up and the fools who tried to jump me and got sliced up in the process....it is hard to let go of anger and vengeance and animosity, but it must be done..and soon you will start to hear these tracks, but 40 tracks under Nation of Creation is enough, and other than my homegirl Bobbi Medina, who is in our pictures, Sleepy will have his own page, I will have mine, and DBF already has his own on MySpace....

About 3 days after the drama at the club, Derrina calls me and leaves a voice message...so I hit her back and she's all cool like it "Was just a drunk thang".....and then she asks me all kinds of questions about 'My-Baby-Mama' and Derrina's man....she was trying to get me to go on her side and ride with her but baby mamas do what they do and sometimes i might get jealous, but we aren't together....now, just today I went to the Ponca Center in downtown Sioux City and who the fuck is sitting there, but this punk, Francis.....I walk up to the lady and meet my appt and then leave....as I go outside, someone calls my name and I turn....here comes the punk...."That was just us being drunk, let it go"....so I told hime, "What the fuck you wanna do?" "Man, we were drunk...." So i walk away and then I tell him, " See you around"....as far as he knows, I'll catch him slipping, but my Homegirl Tessa told me to let it go and since I got so much love and respect for her, I'll follow her words....until the next episode....Big Brotha Iz