I promise to be brand new, and myself, and me, and nobody else but me.
I promise to always walk a real road, and to not be no sniveler.
I promise to be the consciousness uplifting your mind. I will unleash the scorpions that protect you from the devils of your reality.
I promise to love you, but what is love? What is love, see what I’m saying? What is love? If a man knows anything about love, how can he ever love? See? See? He has to invent love, or die like all those other phonies.
I promise to be what lives inside of you. Because I’m the king, man. I roll the nickels. I deal the cards.
I promise to stomach your truth, and to rammich kajeeba jee jee de wogga bogga.
**FLAILS ARMS RAPIDLY**
I’m the razor, see? I will never be no poop-butt. You will find that out. I’m gonna take you home to your mamma, you dig me?