 But anyhow, they come to me and say, tell me what he says. I say, well, don't worry about it. You know? I say, give me a card, boys. And I walk through that mic. And they go, dun-dun-shim. And I walk through 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, Denver! Satch! Hey, man! Hey, blah, blah, blah, blah. Man, you thought the walls was coming in.