It's not a contest, and I ain't on no conquest for no mate.

Now who is the king of these lewd, ludicrous, lucrative lyrics; who could inherit the title, to put the youth in hysterics; using his music as spirit

It was a slow process. You gotta remember I hadn't recorded a song sober in seven years. So it took me awhile to even feel like I could record a song sober.

I will not fall, I will stand tall, feels like no one can beat me.

I don't know why this world keeps turning, round and round. But I wish it would stop and let me off right now!

Don't you wanna grow up to be just like me, I slap women and eat mushrooms then OD.

I shoot for the moon but I'm too busy gazing the stars.