It's ok; God hates you too.

National hero.

Fell off.

Each and every one of them has had a dick up their ass.

Wow, already a hipster at age 11.

You'll never believe this, but a few years ago I collaborated with David Lynch (who was going by "Dee-Lynch" at the time) on a gangster rap album called "Blue Velvet Bling Bling". It was rejected by the record labels for being too "phat".

So you sat around in your undies all weekend.

You're a snore.

FLAGGED for trying to incite a race riot.

The cops are outside your door.

If you don't like America, you can giiit out.

Let me be blunt - I've got a new tracklist:

How To Run A Joke Into The Ground: A Primer

What a fat piece of shit this guy is.

Shut up and look at my track list:

Be sure to shower occasionally, shithead.

I spent the week recording my new album. Here's a preview of the track list: