Just your typical OC bad boy passionate about reppin' OC to tha fullest! How do I do so you ask, the answer is simple bro...I am all about the VIP lifestyle. Whether that is making my presence known, cruising downtown HB in my lifted F450 with a Skin sticker encompassing the entire back window or struttin' into Aloha Grille with sick nautical star ink, a black sleeveless jersey shirt and white sunglasses looking to fight. "You lookin' at me? Huh? Huh? Fuckin' game time bro!"
If I am not makin' heads roll in downtown HB, I am takin' my faux glow to da gym to toss plates, grunt and flex my pec's in tha mirror! After I work up a sweet swell I am off to get my picture taken with a bevy of dimes all up on my bi's and tri's at Sutra. "Yeah this collar's popped, because I'm the man and everyone should know it! Who you lookin' at!?!" After that it is back to HB to powder my nose in Sharkeez bathroom stalls with girls with orange skin and volleyball-shaped chemical balls and by the end of the night, I am most likely poundin' on a barney or two all Tito Ortiz tapout style under the HB Pier.
For all the playa haters, if you want a piece or have the nerve to step, I can usually be found pimpin' my shit in Glamis. Look for me, the license plate on my dirtbike reads "EyeGiveOs." VIP what?!?! Pimp playa who?!?! Anyways, Sharkeez is calling my name dawg. "Two fuckin' Jaeger bombs down here chief! I fuckin' shower in that shit!"
