Sometimes You Just Gotta Let Sh-t Go

I'm Very Much A Creature Of Habit.

People At Rehab Were Stealing My Hats And Pens And Notebooks And Asking For Autographs. I Couldn't Concentrate On My Problem.

Sporadic Thoughts Will Pop Into My Head And I'll Have To Go Write Something Down, And The Next Thing You Know, I've Written A Whole Song In An Hour.

I Just Drank A Fifth Of Vodka, Dare Me To Drive?

Me And Marcus Allen Went Over To See Nicole We Heard A Knock At The Door, Must Have Been Ron Gold' Jumped Behind The Door, Put The Orgy On Hold Killed Em Both And Smeared Blood On The White Bronco