I Was Kicked Out Of

My Grandmother Used To Discipline Me, I Mean, Beat My Ass, And I Deserved Them, Too.

If I Thought About It, I Could Be Bitter, But I Don't Feel Like Being Bitter. Being Bitter Makes You Immobile, And There's Too Much That I Still Want To Do.

I Live In Racist America And I'm Uneducated, Yet A Lot Of People Love Me And Like What I Do, And I Can Make A Living From It. You Can't Do Much Better Than That.

What I Never Understand About A Hangover Is, Where Does The Breath Come From? You Know What I Mean? I Mean, Is Someone Shitting In Your Mouth?

It's So Much Easier For Me To Talk About My Life In Front Of Two Thousand People Than It Is One-to-one. I'm A Real Defensive Person, Because If You Were Sensitive In My Neighborhood You Were Something To Eat.