Sitting to late and to drunk on a detroit bar Svend gets in the sentimental mood and after securing the table holds plenty of drink to keep the throat from drying out from talking, he slowly starts to tell hes drinking mates of how he ended up here

Back when i was just a boy, back in the old country. Everything was so easy so sorrowless. We lived in a nice house the people of the vilage respected us, cos everyone knew my father was well with the local padrino. Often my father would get picked up by mario the only one in the village with a phone, then he went to the shed to gets some stuff and then they both left on marios motorcycle. Aww that motorcycle i so wanted to drive that, i begged and pleded mario so many times but he never caved in... guess i was to young. Anyhows one day or rather early morning after one of my father and marios trips. A group of men came to our house. The brougth bad tidings our padrino had been killed in a revenge action and now hes boys was being picked of one by one. That was the day i learned how cruel life can be... my mother came told me to pack just said Svend youre going with your uncle to america NOW get your stuff, dont bring any toys its time you become a man. id meet my uncle who by the way held some first name like me  many times  yet the thougth of going to america with hi leaving my father mother and sisters made the tears build up in my eyes, but i stayed em knowing my father did not wanna see his boy cry. After a few goodbyes to my beloved family my father took me to Svend-Gjønge my uncles house. There he told me you make something of yourself over there son. Youre made of strong stuff, when you done that dont forget to come back here and help your mother and sisters and if you get the strength and power try to avenge me.

After that i remember little of the boat trip

But once we arrived my uncle had us loged into a small place, real dump and then he started making money

Hes ways was dirty cos he knew no trade but a life of crime, eventually he worked hes way into a family, all i remember was him coming home happy saying now he made good for us  he was now an associate, less than 48 hours later he was dead he apparantly made a bad choice of fam. So there i was all alone in the states longing for the old country yet knowing i had to start making a life for myself.

I started out with small time crime, but quickly realised how drugs could make the money for all the desires i had, hahaha would you belive i still ate candy back then haha i bougth so much for the money i made on selling smalltime drugs hehehe. Anyways i knew i wanted more than smalltime deals and candy so i looked and listened for a good fam. And i heard good things and saw much respect being handed to Pedrorouke, so when i buildt up a small rep and alot of courage i went before him asking if i could be of any assistance. I think it was my knowlegde of things in the old country that did it cos i was a young guy indeed and also green to green hehehe but he took me in and im glad to say it made me proud and gave me all i got now. So good people a toast to the motorcity to PedroRouke and to Marietta 

Raises the glass and empties it with the mates at the table

Annexo turns away mid-conversation from a large moustached woman and raises his glass after Svends toast to loudly proclaim "To drugs, alcohol, and still eating candy!" and then proceeds to pass out on the billiard table.