I'm a mother Fuckin juggalo.

man I'm a hella hardcore juggalo, not like other juggalos though, ya know, I don't fuck with social media, I want to murder mark zuckerfuckerberg, and I've hated facebook since it's creation... I think twitter is lame as fuck, but anyway... that's not my point...

My point is that I've been down since 98 and hella down! faygoluvers is my go to spot every morning with a chronic joint and a cup of coffee.. anyway... What I'm trying to say is, is that I used to listen to I.C.P. say in interviewes that juggalos would walk up to them and say some shit like "thank you i.c.p! you saved my life!"

Okay so I kind of was just ok yeah I.C.P. Saved your life! right!?!? bugz on my nutz! I feel ya! I hate scabies too!

but now I understand... So as I'm typing this it's February Deuce-ace 2018 (2-21-2018)... I shouldn't be here dog.. for the few o.g. juggalos that do know me, ( S-Loc, p-dub, and buckwild/burntwild ) MAD LOVE... here's the thing yo, I don't give fuck about anything... not my life, nothing, so I've been smoking sherm, that's p.c.p. if you don't know, angel dust!

To say that I'm a hardcore esham and NATAS suicidalist juggalo is kind of an understatement at this point...

ANYWAY HERE'S WHAT happened... I've been extremely into Psychedelic drugs for the majority of my life, (I'm 34, will be 35 in 2 weeks), so I though FUCK IT, let's fucking DIE! let's fucking destroy everything about what's good about living and being alive and just try to journey into the next realm existence if it's even there.. so I Live in Tacoma WASHINGTON, I got hella drunk and hella tonight And  decided to Jump off a Bridge.. I had every intention of just dying as soon as I Landed, 'cause I really don't care about Being a Life on this earth anymore, I want to see what else is beyond the beyond... So I was DRUNK as fuck... ( 12 tall cans of Raineir, that's 2 six pacs, And I Drank TWO FUCKING fifths of cheap vodka, and then 2 MORE 24 ozl tall cans of Rainier), So yeah I had a crazy ass night with the all the homeboyz and homegirlz and the bar, shit was crazy! I just watched Colors, South Central, boyz in the hood and Menace II Society so I was talking about the Dope hood moviies with homies at the bar.... anyway 2am rolls around and I start my drunk ass walk home, when I get to the bridge I decided I'm going to Kill myself and Fucking jump off the bridge! dude... I don't know how I'm still alive but I am, you ninjas should see my face right now I'm bleeding and scarred up, my face hurts like hell, so the last thing I remember is waking up in Sticker bushes hella low at the bottom of a hill, for real doe I'm knee fucking deep in sticker bushes cuzz, Scratched the fuck up anytime I make a move, I Realize what I've done at this point so I Laugh! cuzz always laugh at everything, but start climbing like a goddamn limp crip pimp up this fucking hill Sticker pushes cutting up m y face and hands, at one point I gave up and told my self to just pass and fall asleep but then The Motherfuckin PUNK ROCK O.G. in my Spirit and crazy ass Loco brain told me to keep moving! just keep pushin! CLIMB UP THIS FUCKING HILL FOO, I lost my cell phone, but if I could I would show you what my face looks like right now, I'm fucking cut the fuck up, scarred, scratched, Dude I jumped off a fucfking Bridge and I wanted just Cease to Exist!...

The reason I'm psoting this right now, is I have always been a Crazy ass Punk Rocker, juggalo, punk rock is my religion, but seriously I have been in Love with Reggae music my whole life, and I believe Haile Selassie Saved me from dying tonight... all I c could think about when I crawled up that fucking sticker bush thorn hill was Hailie Selassie and the fact that I've been blessed with The awesome greatness of A LOVE Reggae! PUNK ROCK and ACID RAP! and of course the Insane Clown Posse and the DARK CARNIVAL.... so I've lost my cell phone, and I Can't fucking belive it but survived a hella fucking crazy ass jump off bridge, I'm so thankful to be alive actually, so I just want to say I think somehow I Was destined to not diie from that jump, there's too much dope freshness to look forward to! and Maybe juggalos don't like me or understand 'cuzz I don't dress like a juggalo, I'm a Punk rocker, but Haile Selassie to me is GOD, the dark carnival, I know this seems crazy to most of you, but I've been listening to reggae and smoking marijuana every single day of my life since I was 12...

I Just want to say that I Love Faygoluvers! thank you for giving me a place to express my heart. Scottie D was cool enough to put my first solo album "Samhain" up on the free album page or whatever and I'm still super proud of that album... but On The Real Cuzz.... I believe that I was put here on this Earth to put Bitch niggaz in check... So when/if Twiztid and g-mo skee ever come to Seattle they're going to have to Fight me, and I ain't bringing no guns, no gang of honies, just my and my motherfucking knuckles, my fists! if you Betrayed the dark carnival / juggalo in any sort of way... I'm the motherfucking judgment... I'm the grim reaper, I'm the motherfucking Juggalo that beat twiztid to death with bare hands... fuck paul and marshall mathers, and fuck jaron too, I just survived a fucking suicide attempt, I wish I could show you how crazy this bridge was, I can't believe I'm still alive, So I've been a juggalo since 98, and I just want to say thank you to Shaggy and Violent J, Man I Feel lilke ya'll saved m life.. man for real... I'm going to keep BANGIN and SLANGIN... what did the ringmaster say? " I Have a purpose"

fuck mne - from your crazy punk rock homie SPANGE... and if you don't know about Brian Deneke and punk rock look that shit up fool! BOMB CITY!