I really miss my brother Marcus. Too much. This is too much. I'm out the fuckin game. Like, for good. I can't be in this fucking game anymore. You all don't... none of you... care about me. Only my brother Marcus did.
Why did you take Marcus? He never did anything to you. Moondo hurt NO ONE. He had a wife and a daughter. Why take the only one they cared about? I usually know the answer to everything. Not my brother dying.
My fuckin brother, yo.
Fuck God. Whoever you think you are doesn't matter or measure up to what Marcus meant to me. My fuckin hero, man. He meant everything. My motivation.
Don't ask me anything anymore. "I don't care" doesn't even sum it up anymore.
I want justice.
My brother, yo. And I'm looking at pictures of him and his son right now. This is too much. Way too much. I'm out the game, like I said.