You know what you're here?

Ugh, you stink.

You know what you're eating?

I'm fucking fucking fucking fucking good mom

you know what you're gonna mom you know what you're gonna hit

look at this cocks, look at his cocksucker.

You know what he is?

Yo, all right, check it out. We get a quick little podcast, special edition, Saturday.

Who am I kidding? I'm fucking bored. Okay, I'm by myself. I've been alone for days now.

Weeks, actually, alone by myself. So this is what I'm doing. I'm doing a

fucking podcast because I'm alone again. That's what the road is. That's what it is

it's all bright lights and fucking chicks and drugs and

Fucking parties and you do shows and you make people laugh and

fucking sign autographs and

bullshit time autographs and bullshit.

That is for some people, but not for me.

Not right now.

It's me by myself alone every fucking morning. The only time I'm not alone is when I'm on stage

As soon as I'm done saying goodbye to everybody taking some photos selling some shit

son it's more it's over by myself in a cab or getting a ride back to the

fucking hotel to be alone in front of a fucking TV.

But you know what?

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