Mm.

I'm like, "Who you think I am? I done really got shit over here going on, nigga.

I really got bitches, baby mob, nigga.

I'm the, the face of this [censored] over here.

The [censored] I look like?" You feel me? Like it kind of hurt my feelings a little bit, but then once I seen where it was coming from and stemming from, it really wasn't that.

It's like all the, the dirty macking under the rug to cutthroat shit, you feel what I'm saying? So that's where I had to start, you know, doing my own like grown man investigation, you know, falling back on parties and, you know, really just like linking up with these niggas in different atmospheres and different little shit, you feel me? So it was like once I got word and certain shit transpired, my house got shot up.

And literally no lie, no exaggeration, I just put my son head on my nephew body and I'm like, "What would, would, nigga, what you would do if your son was right here?" Like, so when I got into it with the nigga, we, we, we got into it once or twice first on the video.

In county jail.