It took me 22 years to trust myself. Too many people told me to be somebody else. They said ?there's two things you gotta do to succeed.. 1- forget about you. 2- listen to me.?. But on the 20th day of December this year. what I needed to do became ever clear. I got drunk and I cried and I fell asleep. When I woke up I knew who I needed to be. Took off my shoes and my socks and I ran through the snow. Through the center of town I left long ago. Frost bite on my ankles and I don't care. Got some shit on my mind that I wanna share. I'm riding around old stomping grounds. Riding around on sacred ground. I know where I'm going cuz I know where I've been. I've been- riding around old stomping grounds. Ridin' around this small town. Finally know where I'm going. Back to the beginning again. Take 'em to the strip club. Make a Euro pop song. Do whateva I say. Industry get along. You should do a cover song. You should make a Katy song. You should pull your titties out. Then I'll put your record out. ...then I'll put your record out