A rich man i am,
a decendent from a long line of theives.
my father taught me well.
so did my mother,
an assassin she was.
the kind who took years of fighting classes.
i tell them im a simple man,
who inharted millions from my grandma
they dont know what i do.
or who i am for that,
simple secrets thats it.
im a simple man who comes from a family of fighters, killers and theives. not much more to it then that.