Transcript (en)

I've never lost a fucking fight. Don't know, if it's between me and you, you can cut it out. In the third grade, in the third grade, I put a tennis ball in the sock. Hit this guy in the face with the tennis ball in the sock. Only the clown style. Because he was bullying people, and I was sick of it. Small guy, big heart. Wah! And I was like, we had enough of your shit. This was in, like, the third grade. That's when I knew I had it in me. He was like, whoa, whoa, whoa, don't hit me no more. like some like seriously like almost mafia type stuff the kids in class was like whoa i had a couple kids grab me to calm me down um he didn't bleed or anything like that but it was definitely an effect it was a moment where so you need weapons that wasn't a weapon it was a tennis ball i didn't trust my arm and my aim to throw the tennis ball and hit him so i felt the best thing do is put it in the sock do this with the socks with the sock stretched out hitting from afar that was my first win uh you know i don't condone this in no way shape or form but we're just being honest uh in the sixth grade um there was a larger girl in my class who grabbed my hoodie snatched my neck back i ain't like it i said don't do that she hit me all right you did this to yourself you You remember the DDT? There was a wrestling movie that was out. You put them in the headlock, smack they back, go down. Bop, DDT'd her. She's asleep, 2-0. After that, high school. Now I'm a ninth grade, I'm a freshman, walk in the hallways. I didn't have a dangerous high school, but I felt like I needed to establish my dominance early on. I got into it with a guy in the lunchroom, and it was simple, he bumped me. He was like, yo, little man, watch out. What'd you say? Little man. Before he finished man. Right hand. Three and O.