I haven't read anything but regurgitated rumors. Nothing new, and nothing true.
Every article I see is dope this, junkie that, whiskey this - that ain't my title.
I'm not doing well. Don't try to talk about this to my sister Liz. She will know it sooner or later.
I started out when I was about 12, playing drums. I started singing when I was about 15.
Sure God's all powerful, but does he have lips?
My bed isn't made, I'm tired, I haven't slept well for two weeks. I haven't been laid in a month. I don't have a girlfriend. I have a warrant for my arrest.