(Making fun of his new white roomate) 'What's the square root of this apartment!?! AHAHAHA!'

'Yeah, man, America wants to see us live, not work. Look at me America, look how Tron is (To the tune of of Stevie Wonder's 'Livin' For The City') livin for th…

'Will I still be able to traffic rocks to the community?'

'Now you're looking at the world's richest man and I'm black. Kiss my black ass America! Hahaha!'

He loves to sit and hear me sing, Then, laughing, sports and plays with me; Then stretches out my golden wing, And mocks my loss of liberty.

'Sometimes,' I said, 'it seems to me that a friend might not take such pleasure in making fun of me as you do.' 'Dear Odd! If one's friends do not openly laugh…

I charm in vain; for never again, All keenly as my glance I bend, Will Memory, goddess coy, Embody for my joy Departed days, nor let me gaze On thee, my fairy …