The Known one
This is an explanation, dedicated to the fan, who’s clicking on my site & taking time to under-stand. Not just about the myth and not just about the man, but how I came to exist & my legendary plan, to get my words out… not just about, every bout that I’m in, but the doubts from within, the battles I fought, that’ve brought me to the brink of the lights going dim, the teachers that have taught me to sink or to swim, and the lessons that have made, this ‘he’ become ‘him’, every win, every loss, the thin line that I cross, from the people I call boss, to the haters I toss, and this message of peace & love that I’m trying to get across.


THE STORY OF 'THE KNOWN ONE' "TKO"
So the name TKO, and how it came to be, we were W-R-E-S-TL-I-N-G, we were young, we were dumb, just tryin'-to have some fun, I guess learning how to run, before we could walk, talking the talk, but not realizing, I had put him in shock, from the move I gave, his consciousness I couldn’t save, and like a tsunami wave, I wiped his ass out, & left him with no doubt, that when you're messin' with the ‘T’ that you’re getting Knocked Out.
From there the name stuck, and there’s never been another, adopted into this family, calling everybody ‘brother’, lettin’ the truth of pain, become my surrogate mother, and although this business can be a bitch, Buddha knows that I love ‘er.




It brought me from where I was, to where I am, and where I’ll be, it’s shown me how to love, to be the man, and let them ‘C’, that when you ‘O’.’D’, people ask ‘Y’, how many screws you have loose & why you’re willing to die, for the cheers and the boo’s, something money can’t buy, but can’t simply deny, the feeling you get, impacting the lives, of people never met, and I bet if I keep tryin’, I’ll make an impact on this earth, and I know I’m not lying, and from the day of my birth, until my last ride, when I end up in that hearse, I’ve wanted to be bigger, badder, better instead of a curse, plain & simply the best, tattoo’s from my head, arms-sides-back & chest, long story short, I’m honored and blessed, to twist & contort, and make you impressed, by either my look, my skill, or my style, the chances I’ve took, & still will for awhile...
Until my body gives out, and I end up in bed, with thoughts for this website, inside my scar'ed up head… So expect updates.










