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I've Got Magic. I've Got Poetry At My Fingertips.

I Was Born Dead. Yeah, The Umbilical Cord Was Like, Floppy Baby, The Whole Thing. Yeah, It Was Bad.

I Saw 28 Days. I Don't Remember Rehab Being Like A Day Camp Or Being That Funny. Rehab Is A Dumping Ground. It's A Big Landfill.

I Have A 10,000-year-old Brain And The Boogers Of A 7-year-old. That's How I Describe Myself.

Sure, I Did A Lot Of Things In Excess. But If You Look At The Core, The Foundation Of What I Pursued, What Red-blooded Young American Male In My Position Wouldn't?