Me & The Dread Yo, Give Em

When I Was Younger I Didn't Have Much Financially, Like We Couldn't Afford A Lot Of Stuff And I Remember Seeing Little Girls' Rooms On Tv And They'd All Be Pink. I Didn't Have My Own Room, I Shared With My Brother, So I Would Have This Daydream And Imagine That One Day I Could Have My Own Room And It Would All Be Pink, Like Cinderella's.

I’m Tighter Than Face Lifts And Flyer Than Spaceships.

Roman’s A Little Gay Boy Who Lives In Me. And Every Time I Talk He Sort Of Just Appears And I Tell Him, ‘roman, You Know, Stop It, You’ve Gone Mad, I Tell You, Mad.’ He’s An Outlet To Say What I Need To Say But Sometimes Don’t Want To.

This One Goes Out To All My Critics: Don't You Feel Stupid? Look How I Did It. Look How It Came To Pass When I Said It.

I Hope You Lay Down In Your Sleep And You Choke On Every Lie You Told