He said to me you have small balls but boy do you have balls,,, I said yea whatever .

These days I just want to lie on the floor and scream and shout; that’s when the Hurricane comes out.

Is it too early in the performance to say I have chronic depression? 

I didn't choose to be an artist , the way I experience the world FORCEs me to be an artist. 

So basically, get out the fucking way, I’ve got some shit to say. 

(Thrust body forward)

Poor tortured you

You torture your

self senseless

And it just so happens that I tortured me –

I know I tortured me

Poor tortured me

I torture me

Torture me

Tortured me

Tortured

I don’t know what the fuck is happening can someone tell me what the fuck is going on I mean Hi! 

Hey how are you oh thats so cute that’s so good that’s so true. 

Oh that’s so cute that’s so good mmm that’s delicious. EW! That’s so true.

I don’t know what to do. 

You put dirt in your mouth 

and had the audacity to ask me 

what’s that taste

OH I wanna punch you in your face! 

Teeth throat eyes twitch

Deep throat birds Bitch

That’s the snap; (SNAP!)

That’s the crack; (CLAP!)

Snap; SNAP!, Crack; CLAP

I WANT MY MONEY BACK (SCREAM!)

They say don’t die while you’re alive, 

I said believe me I’ve tried

You put dirt in your mouth and have the audacity to ask me what’s that taste

Oh I wanna punch you in your face 

I put mud in my mouth and all on my face

Open my mouth so I can taste the mace

Smile then switch, life’s a nasty bitch

I pull my hair out my face out my balls out my waist

Hair out My face so I can Taste the mace

THAT’S THE SNAP! (SNAP!)

THAT’S THE CRACK! (CLAP!)

Snap; SNAP!, Crack; CLAP!

I WANT MY MONEY BACK (SCREAM!!!)