 But then they come to me and say, tell me what he says. I say, well, don't worry about it. You know? I said, give me a card, boys. And I walked to that mic. And they go, ta-da, shim. And I walked to that mic. And before I open my mouth, there's all the white boys that I was raised with, you know, sitting up there, sharp. And they hollering, dimple, satch, eh, eh, blah, blah, blah, blah.