-= Getting Down To Business =-

It had been a couple of days after my night with Natasha yet for some reason I couldn't get her out of my head. Though I knew I had too. I had to focus on my match for Overdose. I took a seat on the couch with the F1X Vendetta Championship  over my shoulder as I collected  the camera.

Wait one second before I get started. I got a question for you Trey. Do you ever live your life out side the state of delusion? I mean really do you think that you are going to win MY Vendetta title? Heh. I also bet you also believe the Easter Bunny is real too. Well I guess that your state of delusion is going to come crumbling down with a splash of reality when I walk out of Overdose still Vendetta champion. Though I guess I could shoulder some of the blame for your current state. I shouldn't have been generous and let you hold my title for that brief time. In those brief minutes though you actually believed that you were talented, you could actually go one on one with me and win. It gave you hope and confidence. Well don't think I am going to allow that to happen this week. I will not allow even the slightest glimmer of hope to build in you. The Virgin Mary herself could not be able to grant you a miracle in winning the Vendetta title. Cause you see at Overdose I am done playing games with you. I'm tired of toying with you ,cause frankly you are getting on my fucking nerves with this nigga shit. I mean let's face facts here Trey you simply are not championship material We all know..

I mean for fuck sakes you are a parody of yourself.  You go around here throwing out random street slang while using the word nigga to make you appear that actually have some street cred. You talk about slingin' dope at age 15. Well I hate to break it to you ,but you are nothing more than some generic street thug model number six. After all you don't have an ounce of originality in your body. So you know what that means? You are dispensable to the F1X. Why do you think they put you in this match? It isn't cause you are a contender for the title. It isn't cause you have a shot. Rather they want to show off the new Vendetta champion by letting me dominate some sub par talent and unfortunately you are the sacrificial lamb being led to slaughter. I mean F1X doesn't care if I curb stomp your brains out.  They can always find another generic street thug to replace your spot. Hell I think Juan Ramirez is still around isn't he? I rest my case then.

Yet speaking of originality or should I say lack of originality, I did catch your comments in your promo the other day. Really Trey is that the best you can do?  I mean you are going come at me with that weak shit and think you are going to throw me off my game? I mean Trey it appeared that you were just throwing out random insults hoping one would stick. I mean really a spoiled white boy is the best you can do? You are going insult cause I have money? I can't help it your mother was nothing more than some crack whore and your dad was some dumb ass that didn't pull out. I mean should I be ashamed that I come from money? What kind of fucking insane logic is that? Should I go ahead and apologize for being more talented than you too? Should I go ahead and apologize for being above some one like you?

Should I apologize for not fucking being a fag like yourself? Dude you can try to act tough and deny that Big Zeke didn't clean your pipes out every night in jail ,but well all know it happened. And apparently you are still craving the cock. I mean fuck I didn't know if I was listening to your comments about the match or some homo erotic type shit in part of your promo. I mean you go on about my dad giving Bill Clinton a blow job. Quit telling us about your fantasies. No Homo. I mean really what type straight man thinks up that type of shit?

I guess the same guy that fucking repeats everything I said but reverses. I mean basically you said that this week was going to have a different outcome. Hmmm that sounds like what I said last promo about the different outcome by squashing all of your hope. I said you were lucky and you call my title victory a fluke. I mean dude can't your I.E.. flunking ass come up with something by yourself that doesn't deal with blow jobs or going up someone's ass? What am I saying this is the same guy that fucking complete a sentence with out throwing in a nigga. Oh and by the way, I'm not a nigga. I am the fucking Vendetta Champion. Get it right bitch. I am the fucking guy that is going to curb stomp your head in. I am the guy that is going to walk out Overdose pulling your teeth out of my boots. So go ahead tell  me to do the generic shit every challenger tells the champion. You know about cleaning up the title for you and that I better cherish the title. Yeah I didn't see that coming. Please note the fucking sarcasm this time Trey. 

Yet should I expect you to do anything else? You are the dumb fucker that is going around calling yourself a fucking two time Vendetta champion. Dude you got two fucking pinfalls and was the champion for a total of ten minutes. That is like the fucking Arizona Cardinals calling themselves Super Bowl champions cause they won the fucking third quarter. Man I would even be ashamed to actually claim myself a two time champion. Then again I know that I will have more titles in my future while you Trey you might as well save the tape of that match and replay that over and over again cause that is the last time Trey Stylez and champion will ever be mention by the announcer in the same sentence.

Oh and at Overdose I planning driving that fact into your dense head of yours. I plan leaving not doubt in that peanut shell you call a mind that you are wasting time ever believing that you will be champion. Trey Stylez I have shown you last and this week that I can out class, you, out smart you, and at last Overdose out last you. At Overdose I am going to prove that I'm better than some two-bit nigga even if that means chokin' a nigga. 

So Trey let's go ahead and recap cause I know you want to write down so you can just reserve it and say the same thing I did. You are nothing, you are a closet fag with some obsession with Bill Clinton's dick. Oh and when God handed out original, you must have not been at home. You got that wrote down? Good. Now if you don't mind I got better things to do than worry about some nigga living in a fantasy world...

With that being said, I stood up and dusted off The F1X Vendetta Title before giving a sly smirk to the camera as I proceed to walk out of the room. I knew Trey wasn't a threat to my title. Hell I don't think he is a threat to anyone. I knew I was going to own him but till then I knew we had to....

-=FADE TO BLACK=-