Come on with the bullshit, man. You think another guy know what you need to do? Ain't no purpose, dawg. It's money. We born to fucking die, man. In the meantime, get money. Fuck a book, man. Shorty cant eat no books... Once I found out the clock was ticking, it's get the glock, I'mma stick him, nah, kill 'em cause revenge is all a guy think about in the end, but I'm goin' on a binge, brother, to my sins. Fuck y'all niggas. Born by myself, die by myself. Place the triggers. And if you don't know don't know what it's gon' be in the end... T minus 3, 2, 1... Amen.