I Hate the Cold, and You Like the Bane of the Coal.

i met pigbe street, my idol, when i was nine. Came home and was like, this is it. This is what i want to do. My dad helped me with the planning. We printed out coulenters, we had highlighters. Andiate like everyone is dying here in new york. Everyone's freezing. Everybodya you doing? I hate the cold, and you like the bane of the cold. Rumik, that's you. You are the bain of the coal.