My Lifestyle Determines My Deathstyle.

I Like A Women Who's Got Some Balls, Some Strength. As Long As I Can Beat Her At Arm Wrestling, That's Fine.

I Like Playing Music Because It's A Good Living And I Get Satisfaction From It. But I Can't Feed My Family With Satisfaction.

My Vocals Are Bad, I Can't Sing, Hey Man, I Wouldn't Ask You To Do A Drum Roll If Your Arm Was Falling Off.

Sleep My Friend, And You Will See That Dream Is My Reality.

You Want To Hear Vocals? Go Sing It.