"Remember you was real good with spittin' a good rhyme here'n there," Gamzee murmured with a hazy smile. "Shit, you was the best motherfucker I ever had the chance of goin' proverbial toe to toe with. Got some real highblood quality beats to go with it, too. 'Least what I heard last time you was workin' on the music when I was up this way. I can see you doin' it up legit, sure." With a shrug, Gamzee settled back a little better. "All I be wantin' anymore is to see this shit through. To mean somethin'. Ain't ever done nothin' meanin' anythin'. Kinda... want somethin' I do to actually have a point. Don't matter what, really. Just somethin'. Tried to make waves, wound up doin' no good. Tried to do a motherfuckin' favor and get a homeboy feelin' good once, that didn't work neither. Didn't last too motherfuckin' long, neither." He shrugged.

"So I just want a motherfuckin' point. S'all. Ain't got no big wants like a place to up and be, or a recordin' deal or none of that."