Composite-lined Long Vest With Pattern
"I run these streets. Not like the movies of late. No. We dont run around telling everyone what we do. We don't roll like that. We don't run on social media and start beef. We don't say shit. Hell, I dont even need WE. I just need ME. I will run up on your block and your crew if you want to act tough. Rip your throat out from that pathetic excuse of a neck. Rip your arm off and beat you to death with it. A rival once asked me."Yo nigga, why do you wear that wack ass vest?!" So naturally, I made sure he knew later that night as we were burying his family alive in the desert. The panicked screams of his family telling him through the phone was hilarious as they slowly got crushed. So let me ask you. Do you want to ask me a stupid fucking question? Or do you want to make some fucking money? Because you can only do one or the other, kid. These streets have no moral fucking compass. Be vicious like a rabid animal. Destroy every obstacle with the insanity of a acid tripping terrorist. Be creative. Make them fear you. Real fear. Theres no holds bar in these streets. You either kill your own soul or you'll go slowly insane. That's how we live. In our out, an early death is the best hope you can have."