Uh, every summer, I mean every summer, I just sit at home by myself, relax and play my game. Probably making up stories like I went somewhere.

I've been stealing petty shit from my neighbor for like the last month. It first started with me stealing his doormat and then he bought a new one and then I took that new doormat and then on his patio I stole his candle and then a pack of cigarettes he had and then I took his end table. Now he thinks there's a bunch of tweakers in the apartment complex that's out to get him. He thinks it's a message.

Every day, I be waking up, and I want to go back to sleep. Like, I be sitting up out of the bed. I look around, I'm like, damn. It's another goddamn day.

That's dope, um, yeah. That's pretty cool. That sounds great.