At the end of my tiring days, I will fornicate, which is to engage in sexual relations with a lady, and eat a lot.

While some may think this is about me dabbling in the garment industry, it’s just referring to when I was a lil man wearing lil manpants. I was a really cute kid.

I will endeavor to take every opportunity I can until I die or am at least unable to make the attempt.

This means that I smoke crack. Nah, just playing. Just a continuation of the line above.

Truthfully, I do regret a lot of shit I used to do or think, but this is more about people being understanding of why I did what I did or why I was the way I was, often due to youthful inexperience or indiscretion.

The aforementioned folks who know what they want (the door) but cannot access the way to it (the key), are often bamboozled with utter bullshit by people who are likable but utterly full of said bullshit like Mike Huckabee. Congenial dude, no public policy answers rooted in reality or a demonstrable path to a better world. He also doesn’t believe in evolution. That’s stupid as all get-out.

One line is actually separate from the other. I just really want to save the world so my kids can see it. As for the door/key line, that’s about people who have dreams or ambitions that haunt them but cannot attain them.

This is a play on the expression “why pay for the cow when you can get the milk for free,” which typically means why commit yourself to an obligation or task when you already get the reward or goal for it without the effort. I don’t eat meat, though, so this idea is just gross either way, thus I guess I meant in this line that it makes no sense to work for something that I don’t find desirable.

I live in New York, take the train to my destinations, and I am often surrounded by folks who are jumping through hoops for a quality of life that may seem more impressive but doesn’t actually make them meaningfully happier.

Not only do I wake up when I want to, I do so when it COMFORTS me. I’ll wake up when I am comfortable. That is the only criterion. It is the crucial determinant of whether I remain adrift in unconsciousness and the glorious pain of the waking day. Nah, the first guy got it right. RG4EVA.