Alexandria, You are my other half. Literally everything I am not and can never be. Ah, So much to say about you babe. You amaze me. Over this year and nine month, off and on period, I've grown accustomed to you. I CANNOT picture myself being with ANYBODY but you. Sure we have our differences. Who doesn't? We tend to get into constant arguments over the littlest of things and end up separating. Only for a couple of hours or maybe a day at most. Then we come to our senses and apologize to one another. We've been through hell and back together. Even though people doubted us and threw every obstacle they could in our path, we some how avoided them all and we continue our race to glory. I don't know how many times I find myself pacing back and forth around my house waiting for the clock to strike nine so i can call my baby. Often times I write whats on my mind to express my love for you. Whether I'm in a bad mood, or good mood, I'll always love you. The burning desire that i have for you will forever continue to flame until the day I pass. When that day comes, I'll either be waiting for you to meet me at the crossroads, or I'll be on my way to see your beautiful smile. I love you Alexandria, with every bit of my heart. Muah!
Andre "Isickle" Mendoza. Birth Date 12/4/92. Age 16. Location Fort Collins, Co.Isickle:
1. The sickness an individual can coldly produce.
2. I, as in me. Sick, as in deeply distressed. Isickle, as in cold.
"Listen, Ive been in many situations that have the potential to take somebodies sanity and tear it to shreds. Often times I find myself in some sort of emotional rut because of everything that's gone on in my life. I'm sick of being told I cant this and cant that. That I'm never going to amount to anything but another high school drop out. I've been to alternative schools, I've been provided the option to be home schooled, but school just isn't for me. I'm always either getting into fights, arguing with teachers, or ultimately not going at all. Because of my lack of interest in school, I found myself in a jail cell for three months with an additional six months parole. I was in and out of the juvenile system for three years. A friend of mine, Snowy, introduced me into music. At first I had no idea what I was doing. I couldn't write lyrics for shit. The reason being, I was trying to be something I wasn't. I had heard about the Soulja Boy hype and started making a similar sound. People weren't feeling it. I started listening to some of the better artists of today and was soon inspired. I would clear my iTunes and iPod play lists to nothing but those artists. I'm not saying that I am trying to be them, because that isn't the case at all. All I'm trying to do is make a name for myself and prove to everybody who's ever doubted me, that I am somebody and their opinions weren't necessarily right. I bring myself to the table. I don't write about fake shit. I write about shit I've been through, shit I've done. I let my emotions out through a pen and make something positive out of a negative. I assure you I am not another "inspired by Soulja Boy rapper". In fact, I don't consider myself as a rapper whatsoever. I am an artist. If you don't like what i have to say, my music, my voice, whatever. You don't have to listen to it. I'm not saying you have to like it, if you don't then oh well. If you do, then great. Keep listening to it. I am a real dude. I'm not anything other than myself."
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