Some trees flourish, others die. Some cattle grow strong, others are taken by wolves. Some men are born rich enough and dumb enough to enjoy their lives. Ain't nothing fair. You know that.

People don't forget. Nothing gets forgiven.

Men are born, and then they're formed.

When a man with a singsong voice tells me to fuck off, it ALWAYS concerns me, boyo.

It ain't no secret I didn't get these scars falling over in church.