Maybe it's a red flag, but it's motivational for me being a big dumb idiot, while I call my mother, pretending I'm Louis (Theroux It), telling that I'll do a painting of that lady. But I don't work here, so if you give me a high five, depending if you're naughty or nice, I can leave your hand smoking, Joe! My love for this album makes words be not enough to express it, so I'll probably throw a party with it as the background music (there'll also be a party dog)