I'm sorry that I use a backpack instead of a barsetka. I'm sorry that my lyrics contain something more meaningful than primitive disclosure of all the expensive things I own. I'm sorry that I don't get paid the big bucks for being a clown and a weapon to dumb down the population. I'm sorry that I'm not a monkey with a brain of a maggot. I'm sorry that when I say "I'm in it for the art", Kormega says I'm a loser. Forces of the mainstream stupidity, please forgive me for being something you don't want me to be. I wish I could rap about snapping my fingers and pulling my pants up in the club, but my inferior intelligence just won't allow me.