The motherfuckers what went and made us be, made everything be, you get? The ringmasters of this fuckin' circus what be the ones who go and sprinkle the stardust what we call miracles all over our motherfuckin' lives.

[He is truly more animated when he talks about this stuff, far more filled with conviction and understand because he knows this to be true, he just knows it.

He points at his face for a one.]

The ones what I fuckin' put my face on every day to be showing reverence to.