“He got some strag pregnant before he got locked up… shorty walk around like she got pregnant and had the prophet’s seed. I want his son to grow the fuck up without his pops and moms around… I want that fucking blood line to self-destruct and it starts with his son. I’m a patient man, so I’ll wait until his son grows up before I send him with his parents… fuck innocent.” “Welcome, Diablo,” Wylie muttered.
