My name is Jimmy and you better not wear it out Suicide commando that your momma talked about King of the 40 thieves and I'm here to represent The needle in the vein of the establishment. I'm the patron saint of the denial with an angel face And a taste for suicidal, cigarettes and ramen And a little bag of dope. I am the son of a bitch and Edgar Allan Poe. Raised in the city under a halo of lights. The product of war and fear that we've been victimized. I got a rock and roll band I got a rock and roll life I got a rock and roll girlfriend And another ex-wife I got a rock and roll house I got a rock and roll car I plat the shit out the drums And I can play the guitar I got a kid in New York I got a kid in the bay I haven't drank or smoked nothin' In over 22 days So get off my case.

-going into stores and buying 10 boxes of condoms and 2 bottles of lub and strike up a convo with the person behind the till (usally turns into a funny look on the girls face)
-creating musical fusion ( i play bass )

I dont Know ,who ever is a dick to me i guess