I am so hungry.

I mean like hungry enough to chew on my arm. When I get back to the States I think the first thing I'll be doing is finding the biggest juiciest rare prime rib, slow roasted to perfection, with a bottle of a nice Merlot. Then after gorging myself I'll sleep for like 30 hours

Best lyric I've heard in a while:
"I know I'm going to die so my revenge is living well"