So, You Can Make Me Come, That

I Don't Own A Computer. I Have A Nine-foot Piano In My Home To Compose My Messages. Why Would I Want A One-foot Computer To Do The Same Thing?

I Don't See Myself As Weird, I Just See Myself As Honest.

I've Been Raising Up My Hands Drive Another Nail In Just What God Needs One More Victim

I'm Too Young For A Man, But I'm Too Old For A Boy. So, Can't We Just Pretend, That I'm Older Than I Really Am, But Then, Only Little Girls Pretend.

Muhammad, My Friend, I'm Getting Very Scared. Teach Me How To Love My Brothers Who Don't Know The Law, And What About The Deal On The Flying Trapeze?