I Am On A Drug. It's Called

I Don't Have A Tuxedo That Fits Anymore Because My Chest And My Biceps Are Too Big.

Guys Want To Be Respected And Acknowledged. They Want To Feel What They Contributed Matters.

My Success Rate Is 100 Percent. Do The Math.

What Is A Normal Childhood? We Weren't Rich, We Were Pretty Middle-class. My Dad Survived From Job To Job; With Him Taking Care Of So Many Relatives, He Couldn't Save Any Money.

I've Got Mad Energy For Days. That's What People Can't Get Their Minds Around. They Say, 'oh, He's Going To Crash.' They Try To Apply All These Common Terms To A Guy Who Is Not Common. I Don't Fit Into Their Little Box.