 Stop the tape, this kid needs to be locked away. Dr. Dre, don't just stand there, operate. I'm not ready to leave, it's too scary to die. I'll have to be carried inside the cemetery and buried alive. Am I coming or going? I can barely decide. I just drank a fifth of Kool-Aid, dare me to drive? All my life I was very deprived. I ain't had a woman in years. Am I too hairy to hide?