He was looking for a fight. Martin thought of himself as a bad-ass. Remember the whole “NO LIMIT NIGGA” thing?
He had been kicked out of school for drugs and theft and vandalism, his mother couldn’t handle him, so she sent him to his father to see if his father could do any better.
Martin thought he was a tough guy. Maybe he was. Few people, however, are tougher than a bullet.
You fuck with enough people, sooner or later you find you fucked with the wrong people. He was only 17, so this was sooner.
Regards,
Shodan