So I've finally decided to let you guys in on exactly who Royal King is. Sorta like a mini-biography of sorts. Don't worry....I won't get into all the ass whoopin's I received as a kid. Lord knows my mom put that "Red Belt" to good use on my ass. What can I say....I grew up a effin' screw up. LOL! I'll start somewhere with elementary school. I went to John J. Pershing Elementary Magnet School for the Humanities. I know that was a mouthful. At the time the only other elementary school vying for top in the city was Beasley. SMCH!
Anyway, it was then I learned I had LLI or Low Latent Inhibition. Basically what that means is I'm more in touch with shit that goes on around me....sight, hearing and feelings. I see shit that normal people....you guys....don't see. So it kinda made me an outcast at a very early age. I had very few friends, and the majority of the time I was the butt of everyone's jokes and/or pranks. So I came to enjoy the company of myself to be comforting. I started writing creatively at a very early age. Mostly it was about how I was treated by everyone around me. It wasn't a pretty sight. So I did what most kids do, I acted out a lot. I stayed in some sort of trouble.
Well moving on to high school....that was an adventure in itself. I went from a class of 29 students to a class of 521. I went to the one and only....Whitney M. Young Magnet High School. Same school that produced New York Knicks guard Quentin Richardson, Actor Voltaire Sterling, and your favorite bloggers Randy and Slickback. I started high school at an amazing height of 4'10" so you know the teasing continued. I have always been the type of person to want to please someone no matter what it took. Even if I had to sacrifice my dignity. It never seemed to work there either. Any female I had a remote interest in treated me like I was bottom-feeder. Randy will tell you. My school had a bunch of clicks. you had the Hoop Squad, Guys'N'Dolls, the Goth, the deaf kids, the backpackers.....etc. I fell under the backpackers because of my joy for writing and graffiti. We weren't really widely accepted through school. We were only cool when my boy Rashad would murder some cat freestylin'. High school for me was hell. I learned to hide my feelings well in elementary school, so by time I reached high school.....the proverbial wall had become a well fortified box. 
I started distributing drugs. No I didn't sell drugs on the corner. I distributed....there's a big difference. Anyway, I was moving shit so I thought that if I flashed a little bread....people would at least pay attention to me. Nope. Didn't work. I became so wrapped up in my outside affairs, I stopped going to class and subsequently ended upi getting kicked out of high school. I ended up at Urban Youth High School or as everyone affectionately called it "Double E." That's pretty much where they sent you if no other school would take you. My box completely shut and has never opened sice. There I became the most popular student because I was the smartest one there. Street smart and book smart. There I learned how fake some people could be.
Anyway, it was then I learned I had LLI or Low Latent Inhibition. Basically what that means is I'm more in touch with shit that goes on around me....sight, hearing and feelings. I see shit that normal people....you guys....don't see. So it kinda made me an outcast at a very early age. I had very few friends, and the majority of the time I was the butt of everyone's jokes and/or pranks. So I came to enjoy the company of myself to be comforting. I started writing creatively at a very early age. Mostly it was about how I was treated by everyone around me. It wasn't a pretty sight. So I did what most kids do, I acted out a lot. I stayed in some sort of trouble.Well moving on to high school....that was an adventure in itself. I went from a class of 29 students to a class of 521. I went to the one and only....Whitney M. Young Magnet High School. Same school that produced New York Knicks guard Quentin Richardson, Actor Voltaire Sterling, and your favorite bloggers Randy and Slickback. I started high school at an amazing height of 4'10" so you know the teasing continued. I have always been the type of person to want to please someone no matter what it took. Even if I had to sacrifice my dignity. It never seemed to work there either. Any female I had a remote interest in treated me like I was bottom-feeder. Randy will tell you. My school had a bunch of clicks. you had the Hoop Squad, Guys'N'Dolls, the Goth, the deaf kids, the backpackers.....etc. I fell under the backpackers because of my joy for writing and graffiti. We weren't really widely accepted through school. We were only cool when my boy Rashad would murder some cat freestylin'. High school for me was hell. I learned to hide my feelings well in elementary school, so by time I reached high school.....the proverbial wall had become a well fortified box. I started distributing drugs. No I didn't sell drugs on the corner. I distributed....there's a big difference. Anyway, I was moving shit so I thought that if I flashed a little bread....people would at least pay attention to me. Nope. Didn't work. I became so wrapped up in my outside affairs, I stopped going to class and subsequently ended upi getting kicked out of high school. I ended up at Urban Youth High School or as everyone affectionately called it "Double E." That's pretty much where they sent you if no other school would take you. My box completely shut and has never opened sice. There I became the most popular student because I was the smartest one there. Street smart and book smart. There I learned how fake some people could be. We fast forward to now. I've been in the military for 8 1/2 years now. Been all around the world and seen many things. I've never had any issues getting a girl or having a girlfriend. Somewhere shit goes wrong and I end up getting blamed for shit I had nothing to do with. I've been shot 3 times by a girl who thought I was cheating on her, stabbed by another....and all around treated like shit. Is it because I try to hard to be the perfect gentleman.....maybe. I found that most of the females I've dealt with, didn't know how to react when someone actually treated them with respect. I unintentionally grouped all women into that category of if I treat you the way you deserve to be treated you're gonna treat me like shit. You're gonna find some way to make it my fault and break up with me. So with all of that.....yes I am jaded on relationships.
I'm jaded on a lot of shit to tell you the truth. I've tried to commit suicide which wasn't gonna be a pretty sight at all had I gone through with it. I actually wrote a blog about too. If you care to read it....you can click here.
I'm jaded on a lot of shit to tell you the truth. I've tried to commit suicide which wasn't gonna be a pretty sight at all had I gone through with it. I actually wrote a blog about too. If you care to read it....you can click here. Anyway, that's just a little look into what makes me who I am. I blame my randomness on LLI, my quick tongue on all who've wronged me, and my bitterness towards relationships on those who have screwed that notion up for me. Hate it or love it....this is me.
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