Hello My name is Michael My artist name is TheMoneyMeeko or you can call me MoneyMeeko I am the son of Minker who is my mother and Charlie my father.I was born in the summer time of the year 1990 in the apartments of Kimberly court on the westside of Atlanta Georgia .Soon after my birth my mother moved to Englewood house number 375 that was located on a hill in zone 3 precinct of southeast Atlanta I am the youngest of five siblings of my mother. When I was five I always used to dance like James brown it was just some good feeling when I used to put on my Sunday church clothes that made me want to dance. Also I had a very big interest in the record collection that my mother had it was full of the oldies that I still enjoy. I was the quiet guy in elementary hoping that I would get noticed for something great so when I progressed on through the ages. I joined the band at 4th grade my music teacher was the type of guy that took his job seriously I enjoyed attending. My instrument of choice was the drums but he said TOO many people want to play drums and so I asked for a trumpet his said no and put a cornet in my hands and said “you are going to play this” I was bummed about that choice but I still tried to learn but found out that wasn’t what I wanted to play after all. I still enjoyed attending music class it made me feel good hearing all of the sounds come together as a whole also that’s when I learned how valuable teamwork is. I decided to try to run for 5th grade president at D.H. Stanton Elementary I spent the night before carefully cutting out my cardboard construction paper that my mother purchased me and carefully attaching pieces of dubble bubble gum yes the ones in the blue and yellow wrapper for those who don’t know what I am referring too. Anyway the next day I went with two book bags full of my vote for me slogan I passed them out during lunch to mostly every kid in there and also in class and after the dismissal bell rang I stood there at the end of the trailers passing out my slips . I remember the hot sun and walking home that day having a great feeling that I got rid of all of my vote for me slips .The next day I arrived at school with determination that I would win it turns out the most popular kid got that most votes out of five candidates and I had the least votes I learned a valuable lesson that day is that I wanted to be a leader in some kind of way. After that summer I moved on to the sixth grade . I went to Martin Luther King Middle school were the schools were the students were broken up into even and odd LCs which would stand for learning centers It was six LCs in all I started off in LC six were I met one of my longtime friends who I still know today. I remember the immaturity of some of the other kids I would just watch and shake my head as others are beating on lockers yelling out their LC after lunchtime. I would enjoy the rhythmic sound of the beating on the locker it was like the music just controls your body. Then When we came back in summer time after promotion to the 7th grade I noticed everyone was getting taller and growing facial hair I was thinking like that’s not fair .Then I developed this habit to bring a Cd player to school I would take my older brothers and sisters Cds and listen to them on the way to school that was a mix of R and B and Hip Hop from the 90s my style was greatly influenced That’s when I started to write poems also I would just sit on my front porch in Englewood with that pine tree in the middle of the yard .One time a hawk flew down on it and looked at me as I was writing one early morning as the sun rose. I proceeded to walk up the hill we live on glancing at the community center that sat at the bottom of the hill that’s when I noticed such a violent place could have calamity and peace and I thought to myself why it can’t be this way everyday .Then I proceeded to the Eight grade to remind you I still haven’t gotten any taller but I was getting a better understanding about life and about want my purpose was I wanted to be a writer yes I thought to myself that’s it but what kind of writer I did not know school was the usual for an inner city Atlanta teenager. Then one day I decided to join a drawing contest I remember doodling pictures in my notepad just drawing people in class and random cartoons That would just pop inside my head I would think to myself I am a very creative fellow. One Time one of my teachers noticed I drew her in class she was simply amazed at the drawing then I just threw it away she was like “Why did you do that “In a frantic loud voice I looked at her like what did do. She said “ why did you get rid of it “I replied I don’t know .Then I decided to join the drawing contest in the library that I saw posted I decided to draw a picture referring to all of the books inside of the library according to section Adventure, Mystery, History ,Comedy etc. The next day I came to school thinking like it’s no way I am going to win that drawing contest.The bell rang everyone was called in the auditorium for a LC meeting with seats that were made like steps to a theatre then it was announced that I was the 1st place winner for the drawing contest I couldn’t believe it I got up still in disbelief as proceeded all the way down into the auditorium It got as quiet to where you can hear a pin drop or a dress shoe walking against a floor I finally arrived at the bottom to receive my fifty dollars and then I noticed a feeling when all eyes were on me . It feels as I can feel all of the energy focused on me at once and I felt that it wouldn’t be my last time like that on stage. Then that summer going to the 9th grade I would hang out more just going to the library walking through Englewood and saying what up to all my associates from school listening to the loud cars and music that would seem to blast from everywhere while enjoying the scenery heading to one of my friends place to hang around then he took me into Gladstone which neighbored Englewood right next to each other .We had to climb one of those fences with the black point tips that were indeed sharp I just remembered to always take my time then he took me to one of my other longtime friends that still be around but we met on bad terms because the reason why I went there is because one of my associates stole my video games and I was looking to go get them back but I didn’t even have any luck for some reason he wanted to fight but I didn’t even want too because I see no purpose to fight him if my items weren’t next to him so I decided to leave from their and met my new longtime friend but I see all of my games inside of a cooler their but he didn’t have anything to do with it I just stayed quiet and let him get the games because he wasn’t the one that committed the act I learned sometimes you just have to pay attention and don’t prosecute the innocent . That summer I used to write poems heavily I used open my window and sit by it with my radio playing on the oldies while writing poems to instrumentals and I just stopped marking off my height on the back of the door because that one pencil line was getting darker .Also my bigger brother went off to the army I saw him run across the yard after he gave me a special fist pound. I had one of those goals you had to put a cinderblock on just to stop it from rocking so often. In addition to i had trampoline I would use to reach the rim I never had hooping in the nba dreams I wanted to be a boxer also but my mother said “I couldn’t watch nobody beat you up umma jump in the ring and hit them” so I proceeded onward with my writing and drawing in my spare time or times of great emotion. Also the house caught on fire the day after my birthday looking at the blaze from outside the house I thought why then I learned that we were blessed for none of us perished in the flames. That same summer my mother and father broke up that’s when me and one of my sisters went to live with my father on the Southside of town located around camp creek that’s when I first caught the Marta bus that was a terrible experience but it was a form of transportation for those that don’t prefer to drive. My favorite part about being on the train was just writing and writing inside of my notepad looking out the window of the train thinking each and every own person has their own individual destinations and names thinking such a populated world we live and love in. I would find myself just walking through downtown Atlanta and threw the underground enjoying the music the people and the scenery it gave me a lot of inspiration in my poems that I would write then I moved with my other sibling sister because I needed to be closer to school so I could keep attending we were In the heart of downtown I truly enjoyed living inside of the city I would read the homeless my poems as I would pass threw going back to the house they would ask me “what cha got there” and I reply just some stuff I’ve wrote they would insist that I read it so I would find me one of those green park benches and sit on the table part and read aloud they would all be excited about the literature that I had written I would just reply” oh it’s not much” .One guy came up to me and said “there is promise in the mind that I have and I shouldn’t let it go to waste”. I just look up and replied okay I won’t stop writing he would always say why you around these parts superstar. I would just say visiting my people .Then we Moved to Moreland woods that is located on the southeast part of town I enjoyed it because I seen kids of different race playing together even though they did not speak the same language they were able to have a great time together that’s when I learned body language is very important to building relationships. Then that’s when I went into the 9th grade high school It was okay I could see more people maturing but I couldn’t stand riding the school bus for some odd reason I guess I couldn’t stand people yelling in my ear and the bus driving stopping because of what kids were doing because they wouldn’t listen so I decided to start walking to school which I enjoyed more but needed to know how to wake up more early. That’s when I would just find myself on YouTube just looking threw music thinking how do you make such good video productions on videos and how do you compose such great music I wanted to learn how but did not know. One of my associates from school took me to a studio on the eastside of Atlanta called White ford That’s when I first seen a studio and realized that I wanted to own one I used to come in with my big watches on both of my wrists like I was a rapper then several people insisted that I rap on a song .That’s when I found out that I have a talent for writing rhymes because of all of the years from writing to the different tempos of the radio .It always felt like I could Hear an instrument or an instrumental talk to me it’s as the music talks threw me. The music tells me what to say and I just follow and listen. After that I purchased my first laptop and put a mixing program on it and tried to do it at home myself but there is one thing I did not possess the mixing knowledge at the time so I tried and tried until it sounded better and better. I always knew I was going to be writing until the day I rest peacefully on the next plane of life. I didn’t have any intentions on giving up music. I moved on to the 10th that’s when I had a bigger interest in the Texas trill kind of music that would involve chops and screws also in rock music and hip hop in general .I would write several pages then just forget about them somewhere inside of a classroom where I would walk off and I would just leave the papers there .Then one day I left my paper of rhymes on my desk when I went to the bathroom I came back they were passing it around reading it saying it sounds like a good song .I would just think the other teenagers were just boosting my head up to watch me fail but I proceeded to write then I went and bought a mic that winter after Christmas and made my first song on a microphone on my own computer I felt empowered that I was able to do well on my own so I thought .others would say it sounds good but its cloudy or fuzzy. I knew I had to get better equipment .At that same time I purchased my first video camera I would shoot funny short clips just of me and my friends doing stupid things also dancing and just randomness .You can look up some of the clips on YouTube I called the clips when I was 16 the movie. Then I thought to myself I wanted to make movies also but how do I get involved into that type of business I decided to apply myself and do research and I found out about savanna college of art and design I found out later that the school was too expensive for me to attend so I continued my search not giving up looking on how to learn more about audio and video. The 11th grade was pretty good because I knew I only had one more year of high school then I am finally free and also I had great job it was looking up for me but I was looking for a place so I can showcase my music or either perform I wasn’t old enough to go into clubs and bars yet and I was feeling ready to show the world the talent that I have in me.I went to the studio more often just vibing around other music artist but I particularly would like the underground kind of style .I liked When people crowded around and freestyle I would join ever so often just saying a couple lines about real life making a whole story rhyme as I go. Other rappers were not impressed by the style I would kick but I proceeded to do it.I would just let the music talk to me and I would talk back and it felt good to say all facts. Also I started to grow my hair because I learned hair has symbolism.Dreadlocks stood for freedom and love that’s why it was my style of choice the way of the Rastafarian. I wanted to make the world a more united place where more people would work together instead of against each other. Also I started smoking around sixteen due to my own curiosity. I wanted to grow up fast get my own cash and live the good life .Then I just realized there is so much more to life than just waking up to go work every day slaving over a piece of paper in addition to I realized money can possess many powers and learned why it is the root of all evil I think such accusations are true. But we the people have no choice we are born into what we do. I take heed into the quote “don’t be a product of the environment”. Then the 12th grade came around I finally knew what I wanted to do I decided to attend Art Institute to provide people with great music and movies to go along with it, thinking you should enjoy life and go after in which you seek. In 12th grade I joined the FBLA which stood for future business leaders of America and also the art club. I joined the FBLA because I knew I wanted to own something instead of always working for others. I wanted to have more of a partnership with the people I work with. I joined Art club. Knowing that I might need to design something one day I couldn’t just let those Ideals I have go to waste I wanted to share them with others that are intrigued. With me being a member of the FBLA I was able to leave school early and go to my laptop at home and create more music I would find beats and just rap over them testing my writing limits on how much I can get done. Then I noticed my music composing skills got easier it seem as if the words would just pop up in front of my face as I would write in my black and white composition booklet sometimes I would flip to the back of the book and study my multiplication tables. That whole 12th grade year I lived in Thomasville on the top of the hill it was a place right across from a set of apartments called four seasons. I would walk threw the apartments just thinking why are people fighting over corners that they do not own .I wanted to help the community but did not know how to go about doing such a thing. Later that year I graduated with high hopes not knowing what was in store for me in the future. I wanted to own my own studio and movie company so I went Art institute that summer and applied to go their I was eccentric about attending an art school full of creative students. Then signed up for student loans just to attend school which was a lesson well learned that I should go over my paperwork and be 110 percent sure that this is the choice I want to make and so I thought at the time. I went to school for video production because I was thinking I can learn audio and video at the same time as I attend .College was great then I had to drop out of college to take care of undisclosed but I had no choice because I was the only person their for that specific person. There I was leaving a lifelong dream to help another. I helped that person they got better and moved on. Then I tried to go back to college I couldn’t attend because I was out of school for too long and the fees were too high for me to go back to my dream .Now how am I going to deal with this situation I thought to myself .I decided to go into sales and see how much that makes I learned it wasn’t enough for me .I found one job selling peanut brittle running from car to car that stunk. I found another job selling newspaper that was not enough to even live off of. Then I worked for a moving company which till this day I think gave me permanent back problems. Also I worked for a recycling plant that wasn’t even enough to get a monthly marta card that was right before Atlanta inner city switched over to the breeze public transportation system that it now has. Also I worked at a fast food restaurant and didn’t like how the customers would treat me.I just got to the point of I had enough of living from day to day not enjoying work so I went back into mixing and making music I was told by others I always had the gift so I worked on perfecting my craft. By now I was nineteen I had more jobs than the average teenager my age .Then I moved with my sister for one summer on headland and Delowe were I still made a couple sales here and there but wasn’t to interested in that market so I would walk around the corner and hang out with the much older guys that would be on a classic beat machine they would make a beat and everybody would take turns rhyming .It’s been a minute since I free styled I thought but I did it anyway I think I had some liquid courage inside of me at the time .When I mean everybody on the porch was like dam this guy got talent .They asked me “what you doing with that rapping you can make that out of a career” but I would say “I don’t know how to go about it”. They just replied go to enough open mics I promise you will get noticed .Then I moved back with my other sister were we moved by greenbrier mall. I’m about 20 by now and I was feeling like its just me against the world I wanted to go to more open mics but I did not like that fact that you had to pay just to showcase your music or even hop on stage .I thought to myself there has got to be another way I can make money for appearances and stage performances .So I went on the internet with my sites hoping that someone would hear me. The first site I had was a MySpace account .Hoping to get noticed by someone I would put my music on my profile just knowing someone would contact me one day regarding my music. My fan count gradually did a snowball effect going downhill. I would just think all this hard work is paying off then I just sat back and looked at the sheer number of people that wanted to be music artist also. Its way more competition in the world than back in the day when hip hop first started now its was more than 9000 artists locally. I still continued onward not giving up and creating more accounts on musically inclined websites. Another year passed by I met another one of my good longtime friends I was about 21 .I thought I had life figured out by then on what I needed to do .First I needed to find the right steps. I turned to the internet for help looking and searching but did not know the right question to ask I was stuck at a four way crossroad intersection on what to do with my life between working a regular job being a dancer or being a music writer or videographer .I love music I couldn’t see myself possibly even getting tired of music because it was a part of everyday life there is rhythm even when we are sleeping the heartbeats are a rhythm and may your rhythm be heard long after you are gone by the lives you touch. Now um making moves trying to give the younger generation inspiration on what to do and follow your dreams to make their dreams a reality. You dreamed it why can’t it be true I say go after what you want to do and don’t give in until it becomes true. I am hoping to touch lives with the music that I create and may it live on long after for generations to enjoy because I still find myself enjoying a good song from the 40s from time to time. Its as if they captured the time inside of a capsule and brought it to your ear. I find it amazing to see how music evolves over the ages as time pasts. Just Try to picture it fifty years from now I can’t either because its forever changing. The Big 2 and 1 I can get into any club serving drinks go on my performing spree it was an enjoyable time very nice I appreciate all of the love that I have received from each performance because it takes a lot of bravery to be the center of attention but we are all human people make mistakes every day. You Live and learn as they say. After shows people would walk up and ask “when is the album coming out do you have a cd” I just would send them to my websites that’s when the idea I should make some business cards came in but I did not have the funds for that. So I typed up four of my websites and spaced it carefully on Microsoft word and printed it and made some slips that I can hand out to people a technique that I had since the fifth grade. I was networking good then always in the back of my mind I need to be more involved with the hip hop and r and b and rock culture I enjoyed those aspects of music genres. So I set out going to events passing out my slips but I realized this is not getting me paid I wanted to figure out a way to collect royalties for all of the plays I was receiving on my websites that had I reached number 3 on the reverbnation charts and held that spot for about two weeks I seen the potential but still needed to figure out how to get paid for the thing that I love most doing. When I reached 22 I was feeling like I am going nowhere fast felt like tread milling. That’s when I set out to contact record companies I was getting good reviews back but I wasn’t organized on the business side. They would say nice music where is your manger then I reply I am my manager or I have no manager then the conversation would fall off from their not letting that get me discourage I still progressed on making my music it was a very good outlet. Now in my current day I will make sure I help others that are less fortunate than me realize and they can achieve their dreams if you put enough time and effort into it you shall get what you receive in others words you shall get what you stay dedicated to in life career wise. I am looking to get signed with a record company and also work with as many artists as possible. I am looking for a record company that will have the best interest for me and my future and I look to starting my own record company helping out inner city kids release some of that outlet while teaching them communication, understanding, trust, honesty, freedom and friendship. Also I will look into some business ventures on designing my own clothing brand and merchandise while on my way to the top may the good lord bless me in my steps as I walk and may I touch many lives positively with the music that I create and the lyrics that I make.
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