In the far corner of the office sits a man deep in his work on the computer. This man stands a very handsome five foot, ten inches tall, about two hundred and twenty pounds of muscle. Ecuadorian and White, a sexy raspy voice, and the deepest crystal green eyes that can enchant an enchantress. The person named GUILLERMO EILAND is a sight to behold. To most people, he is simply known as "CAZ," but to me...well let me explain on the way. "I got six killaz rollin' in a Cutlass, ni**a, I'm from L.A., from L.A. Don't let me catch you slippin' on the 'Shaw at night, ni**a, I'm from L.A., from L.A. I rep the West Coast and my turf 'til I die, ni**a, I'm from L.A., from L.A. I give love to every hood wear the blue, ni**a, I'm from L.A., from L.A." The lyrics in this song tell you what he is, where he's from, and what he's about. The hardships he has endured from a young boy to a grown man he is now. But I will set out to prove to you that even the badd...