Yo, 'ts me. I got to keep thinkin' 'bout that offer from Bill-bo, brah sure sounded convincin'. I ain' gon' think no mo', offer still standin' and I'll haul my Battleship to Bee-Gate and meet ya there. Gon' miss my Xeno homeboys 'ere in the hood, but if I'm lucky I gon' make some mo' money to support 'em back home, yo. Hustlas gotta hustle, ya dig. Been that way ma' whole life, born on Denver, gon' to school, worked in Ma's and Pa's store, then bam, one day they gon', 'rrested for donchaknowwhat, ain' seen 'em ever since, gon' joined the Xenos to live the real life, Ouray Boys for lyfe, ya dig, stuff we were all crazy 'bout when we were lil', but daymn it don' be cuttin' it brahs, my homies barely gotta duckttape to hold some o' their jazz together, so yea, I'm gon' go this way, support 'em financially, maybe put a lil' aside to get ma Battleship mo' pimpin' if you know what I'm sayin'. Ain' even had duckttape to keep 'er together, had to use glue an' screws, believe that willya. So I'll be ridin' dirty wit y'all if you take me in, but Maximus Black got two rules, yo.
First is bros before hos man, always, an' second's that you -ALWAYS- bet on Black.