Get Your Egos Off The Battlefield.

They Sell Pot Named After Me In The Dispensaries. And I'm Not Even A Pot Guy. I Was So Honored.

I Will Not Believe That If I Do Something Then I Have To Follow A Certain Path Because It Was Written For Normal People. People Who Aren’t Special. People Who Don’t Have Tiger Blood And Adonis Dna.

The Last Time I Used? What Do You Mean? I Used My Toaster This Morning.

I So Desperately Wanted To Be Mr. Somebody. Instead, I Was The Little Brother, Included To A Point.

I'm Not Wearing A Golden Sombrero.