I refuse to grow up. I won't become the adult guy.
Dad kept us out of school, but school comes and goes. Family is forever.
I have a 10,000-year-old brain and the boogers of a 7-year-old. That's how I describe myself.
I knew if I got loaded I was going away for a while. People would say, Oh, you're just sober because you're on probation.
I'm tired of ignoring that I march to a different beat.
Boom, crush. Night, losers. Winning, duh.