ALL I'VE EVER WANTED WAS TO BE LEFT ALONE. I DIDN'T ASK FOR THE LIFESTYLE OF A GUN RUNNER, OR A CONTRACT KILLER. NEITHER DID I IMAGINE SLEEPING WITH MY HIGH SCHOOL TEACHER. BUT THAT WAS MY LIFE. MY ULTIMATE DESIRES WERE TO GET THE GIRL I'VE ALWAYS HAD A CRUSH ON; TRACY. BUT LIFE HASN'T ALWAYS BEEN IN MY FAVOR. MY STEP POP USED TO BEAT ME AS A KID AND EVERY BULLY IN SCHOOL USED MY ASS AS A PUNCHING BAG. BUT LIKE THEY SAY, WHAT DON'T KILL YOU MAKES YOU STRONGER. ANYWAY, SOME CLOWN NAME P STAY HATTING ON THE BOL AND THE ONLY REASON I HADN'T PUT HIM DOWN IS BECAUSE IT'S TRACY'S BOYFRIEND. MY BEST FRIEND, FUDGY IS SOMEWHAT OF A DIKE WHO LOVES TO ROB BALLERS FOR A LIVING. BUT WHEN THINGS GET OUT OF CONTROL I END UP GETTING THE BEEF WITH SOME BLOOD THIRSTY JAMAICANS. I GUESS I DID SOME UNIMAGINABLE THINGS TO HIS BROTHER WITH A MACHETE. THAT'S THE REASON I'M HOLDING THIS AK-47 NOW, WAITING WHILE THEY'RE DOWNSTAIRS SEARCHING FOR ME AS I SPEAK. MY NAME IS AMEER WOLF, BUT EVERY CALLS ME TROUBLE, FALL BACK AND LET ME TELL YOU THE REAL STORY OF A WOLF IN SHEEP CLOTHING.