My Overall Look On Things Is A

A Lot Of The Problems I Had With Fame I Was Bringing On Myself. A Lot Of Self-loathing, A Lot Of Woe-is-me. Now I'm Learning To See The Positive Side Of Things, Instead Of, Like, 'i Can't Go To Kmart. I Can't Take My Kids To The Haunted House.'

Of All The Albums I've Made, I Still Don't Feel Like I've Made The Perfect Album. I've Had Ones That Touch On This, And Others That Touch On That, But Never One That's Just Perfect And Fully Relevant. I Don't Know If I'll Ever Make It, But I'm Certainly Trying Every Day.

Ninety-nine Percent Of My Life I Was Lied To I Just Found Out My Mom Does More Dope Than I Do

See It's Easy As Cake, Simple As Whistling Dixie While I'm Waving The Pistol At Sixty Christians Against Me Go To War With The Mormons, Take A Bath With The Catholics In Holy Water, No Wonder They Tried To Hold Me Under Longer.

In The Land Of The Killers, A Sinner's Mind Is A Sanctum.