MF DOOM has gotten me through some rough times. One day I drove down the highway and this one car stops suddenly and I crash into it. It sent my mother head first into the concrete. I was playing MF DOOM's "Cockroach Penishole", a classic of course. A beat before I crashed, MF DOOM mutters, "Got a guitar in the key tar/ It's so far/ Put my cockaroach penis in the cool car/She wonder who we are/ We say hoe/You dont know?" And he was right. I didn't know. Then after a car tire ran over my mother's skull, he began to muse about how great he is at "smooching the gooch." It's like he was brushing my tears away. I watched silently as they peeIed her body from the ground and drove to McDonald's, then home to jack off to MF DOOM pictures. Didn't pay for her funeral with the money my father gave me and instead bought 50 DOOM cds.