Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...instead of getting onboard my shit and seeing real talent?
Who's gonna buy this shit?
Okay, you need to calm down and tell me what's going on.
One coach tried to put me on a weight-training program...
But don't ask me to trust them, even nuns, because every pair of tits...
I love you, April.
Maybe open up a checking account in their names...
Did you fall and bump your head?
All right, well, I'm gonna split because I got priors...
Maybe even open up a credit card in their names and my names.
See in life, when you have talent, all the other shit doesn't matter.
You want a sip?
Practically almost zero, but I did it.
Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!
No, Dustin, the zero key didn't get stuck.
Sell weed to make more money.
But in order to be a standout, an all-star, a champion...
Two men enter, one man leaves.
"Fundamentals are the crutch for the talentless."
Kenny, let's be honest here, okay?
Gives me a little charge. That's so fun.
Don't tell me what to do.
I'm gonna break your arm.
I'll pay for those extra channels that I've subscribed to...
- Millions of dollars? Toilet seat, Kenny? - Well, this toilet seat is a collectors' item.
- I thought you said he was serious, man. - Chaz, you need to get to class.
Honest, just straight.