some lyrics Quantum Quentin wrote
"And I’m so sick of being poor. I stopped locking the door. Someone come and rob me of my ramen so I can claim insurance of a 46-inch, c’mon someone please do me the favour of taking all the shit I don’t have! My guitar’s on my back, just leave the fish and the cat, go nuts go nuts! There might be a pill or two left in the cabinet but that won’t do anything but increase your attention or cure your headache depends depends depends on what was ailing me last. We’re all just dirty bastards so we might as well help each other out. Just leave me my rum and coke and my pets and I don’t give a fuck what you take there’s nothing besides that and maybe a pair of socks. Maybe do my laundry while you’re at it, be a bro, be a bro. Lock the door on your way out."