Since Age Twelve, I've Felt Like I'm

I Get Imaginative With A Mouth Full Of Adjectives, A Brain Full Of Adverbs, And A Box Full Of Laxatives, Shittin' On Rappers, Causin' Hospital Accidents.

If We Can Hump Dead Animals And Antelopes, There's No Reason That A Man And Another Man Can't Elope.

You Could Date A Stick Of Dynamite And Wouldn't Go Out With A Bang.

A Lot Of The Problems I Had With Fame I Was Bringing On Myself. A Lot Of Self-loathing, A Lot Of Woe-is-me. Now I'm Learning To See The Positive Side Of Things, Instead Of, Like, 'i Can't Go To Kmart. I Can't Take My Kids To The Haunted House.'

Nobody Likes To Fail. I Want To Succeed In Everything I Do, Which Isn't Much. But The Things That I'm Really Passionate About, If I Fail At Those, If I'm Not Successful, What Do I Have?