I've spent, I think, close to the last decade effortlessly and magically converting your tin cans into pure gold.
I'm sorry, man, but I've got magic. I've got poetry in my fingertips. Most of the time - and this includes naps - I'm an F-18, bro. And I will destroy you in the air. I will deploy my ordinance to the ground.
I've got mad energy for days. That's what people can't get their minds around. They say, 'Oh, he's going to crash.' They try to apply all these common terms to a guy who is not common. I don't fit into their little box.
I'm here and I'm ready. They're not. Bring it.
Thomas Edward Brown
William Graham Sumner