I want to make history. I want to be remembered. I want my Obama moment. I want you to look back at my legacy and understand what it takes to be great. I want to be great. It's the triumphant feeling where nothing else matters. I want to be history. My time on this earth shall not be useless. I want a bloodline with the woman of my dreams that will carry on our royal blood for centuries to come. The time is mine. Carpe diem, carpe noctem.

How do you know when you've made it? I don't want to find myself searching for history all of my life. I want to have it in my hands. Please don't elude me. I need this. We need this. We as the one I live through and work for. We will make history. Do you trust me? Remember this day, this hour, this minute, this second, this moment. Remember it. History has been declared. In whatever shape it shall reveal itself. History is mine. History is ours. Carpe diem, carpe noctem.

Do you believe in victory? Victory seems like the elite company to keep. I will be victorious. We will be victorious. Victory is mine. Victory is ours. I refuse to lose. Defeat isn't something to embrace. I know nothing of defeat. I fight my way out of the toughest situations. We fight our way out. We overcome defeat. Remember my name and my legacy. Know who I am. Enjoy who I am. This is mine. This is ours. Carpe diem, carpe noctem.