To say the least, mourning the death of somebody who is alive.

Hey Marley, so my rock bottom was about five months ago, and I was pretty much homeless and transitioning into my apartment. And it took me a while to appreciate that I was living in my apartment. So now I have more gratitude for the experience. So I'm actually kind of rearranging my apartment, because everything's been kind of sitting where it's supposed to be.

I got a question. Can you have more than one rock bottom? Because I feel like every 10 years I go through something crazy. Like homelessness, other people dying. Sometime I had a suicide shit happen. I've cancer. Bitch, life is my rock bottom. Fucking life, bitch. I'm still fucking pushing through all that shit I had to go through. This has probably been the best fucking years of my life.