"Survival is common sense. Now get out there and live. Get that wett from behind your ears. You could learn some shit from me boy. If you ain't dead before I see you again."
"Hell, you look uglier than last time. How the hell did you do that? You ain't learned nothing yet? Can't fend for yourself? Don't allow that fear of failure to control your life. A turtle that doesn't stick it's head out, won't go anywhere. Now get your grinch looking ass off my porch."
"You ain't in jail yet, boy? You out there acting a fool I hear. I guess common sense ain't common after all, blood. You need to learn some respect. Respect is like currency. You give it and you will recieve it. So don't go treating people the wrong way or you'll get dealt with the wrong way. I catch you sneaking round my back door again I'll kill you, dead. Go on, now."
"Look you little punk. Now I done told you bout playing with me. All that damn, energy to fight. That judge got just the place for people that like to fight. You think you, hard? C'mon, hit me. I'll let ya get one lick in. Hah!! Thought you had me, huh?! You ain't shit, boy! You think you tough, but I bet you ain't fucking nothing. That's why you fighting. You need to get some pussy. Ol' tender dick nigga. When I was your age, I had 6 of them, lined up. Find'em, fool'em, fuck'em, and forget'em. 4FL. Now get outta here cat lick."