I got my musical taste not only from my dad
but also from the year I spent hating myself
and crying every single day.

I started writing in my freshman math class
because the teacher turned me on
so I couldn't pay attention to the lesson anyway.

I started smoking because my grandpa did
and he was the coolest ******* in the world
and I wanted to be just like him, lung disease and all.

I got my religious views from smoking **** at the skate park.
I'd watch how the skaters would be totally chill with each other
but as soon as someone rode a bike in they all got aggressive as hell.