Jake Paul, it's clear to me you are desperate for a reality check.
You know what, if I made my money impressing four year olds on YouTube and managed to somehow become a multi-millionaire from it, I'd probably live in a dream world too.
But let me explain something to you about combat sports.
There are a whole bunch of men out here Who will never be as famous as you, will never make the money you've made, who would kick the living fuck out of you.
This is the hardest sport in the world, and people dedicate their lives to this, and most of them never get a payday.
It never pays off for the majority of fighters who all of which who would fuck you up.
I'm one of the lucky ones.
I made a little bit of money.
I don't have 50 million to bet with you, but I do have 3 million to bet with you.
So this is your offer.
Three million dollars.
You put three, I put three.
Winner takes all.
I'm five years out the ring.
I'm a kickboxer.
You're 2-0 in boxing.
I'm 0-0 in boxing.
I've never even fought boxing.
I'm a retired old man.
Five years I've been sitting around smoking cigars and fucking bitches, which are better looking than the fucking girl you're advertising anyway.
I will fight you any day of the fucking week.
Don't worry about Conor McGregor fucking you up.
Don't worry about Floyd Mayweather fucking you up.
You only want to lose to them so you can say, well, I lost to Conor McGregor.
Why don't you lose to an old man who's retired?
I live in the real fucking world, Jake.
There's a whole bunch of fighters out here who live in the real fucking world.
Men who are dangerous and dedicated their lives to this sport and don't have a fucking fraction of the money you have because you managed to become a fucking clown.
The biggest clown on the fucking internet.
If you want to fight and you want to send a contract, send one to me.
I will take a few weeks break from living my retired life to kick the living fuck out of a fucking goofy, fucking entitled dickhead like you.