Cool, dude. It's not like fucking corn or some shit, dude. You know what I mean, dude? What's that song, dude? Got the Life? Ah, bro, that song's lit. Got the Ferrari, dude. It's like the 355 or some shit. They're like sliding around like corn, dude. It's like dreads going everywhere. They fucking like drive it off the cliff, dude. Ah, it's so lit, dude. It's like explodes and shit. They're like just walking away like we don't care, dude. We're rich. You know what I mean? Like peasants care about blowing up their Ferrari, dude.