They teach you how to handle life in England, but they don’t teach you a thing about death. There’s no book telling you what to do when your mum or dad dies.
I like the word f-k. F-king deal with it and move on to the first f-king question you have.
There are no unbeatable odds, there are no believable gods.
I would lock myself in my room and drink a case of Corona and smoke a load of pot.
It’s sad, y’know, what money does to people.
Being in Birmingham, I thought I was going to be a gangster or a bag-runner or a thief. I heard music and I was determined to get out of there.