So I creep up on tha guy, my Spidey Sense all tinglin', but before I can stick tha bitch, he whirl around an' grabs my arm. It mah homey Jerry Tha Sharpie Head. Y'all be leanin' on mah hoopty. Jerry Tha Sharpie Head be one crazy-ass muthafucka. But Jerry still gots tha reflexes of a muthafuckin' jungle cat, an' he can balance and journalize wit' tha best of them.
Word is bond.
That ain't it. You gotta help me wit' somethin' else. I just got outta lockdown. They think I ain't to be trusted around they benjaminz, 'cuz I been in tha pen. I got busted foe theft of certain office supplies.