Sometimes the attention and success of my work can be a little overwhelming for someone who usually enjoys an obnoxious quietly descreet life living under a rock just writing raps withno fucking pressure from an audience of analytical demon critics and newly ‘born again’ flock of fallen angels.. Haha. Okay,maybe it's NOT that bad.. We live for this shit. Life is a bitch and I'm sure everyone can conjure up a saying about it. There is always reality distortions that make things seem impossible but still adventurously ‘fuckwithable’.
Honestly think my rapshit is more of a pathological disease.. and could never stop writing EVER!!!
I enjoy ART,weirdly strange Music and NOT just HIPHOP shit but a lot of stuff that embraces couture grunge gutter intellectualism(wow! yeah,right.)
I spend most of my time alone in isolated contemplation,sometimes it does get kinda awkward being around people..
I don't normally say much except when I'm recording or drunk,buzzed and fucking! [..making battle mode Pokémon sound noises!! Hehehe].
I guess I'm an ‘underground’ New Age author.. sorta. Fuck Life.. I've often contemplated suicide but I'm just way too selfish to do it.. There's always one more thing! One more rhyme,One more beer,One more chick to BANG!!! Or something.. You know??
Fuck teleological speculation about what Life should be like and/or about and what not.. It's all bullshit.
Least we could do is LIVE.. One day at a time,seek nothing but happiness and contentment with[in] yeself first before seeking confirmation from the world about thyself. The world is an over-populated asylum and the ‘TRUTH’ is often
Oops! Sorry,just thinking out loud...
All alone again.
“My name is Sir Mainly Hopkins and I worship The Devil’s Mind Sky!”