 at the end of the day and in the youngins defense is entertainment. So if you can lie your way all the way to the bank, young and shit, we just seen a bunch of niggas lie to yourself all the way to the bank. So I ain't knocking you. I'm everything I'm saying. I am nigga. Change feet. Fuck is wrong with you. And. No, your hair is fake, nigga. No, it's not. You're trying to keep it. No, no, it's real. He has my head and I pay for it. What did you tell him? First of all, that's why I don't care about what nobody thinks. They go around here looking like a bootleg ass kid from playing. That's props, though. No, it's not. He was a shit grown up. What? He was light skinned, bro. And we was getting play out of them play. You know why? I was a fucking player, nigga. Listen, he was light skinned, man. He was a kid. And I had to put you to fuck up under my wing. That don't even make no sense because you's a nothing. Your name is kid. Kid. Gilly the kid, you kid. No, I changed that shit. But you wouldn't have been it even though your name Gilly the kid. I wouldn't allow you to be a kid. I had to be because light skinned. It was like that was the shit in the 80s.