Is she here to kill me? She's been programmed, I know the signs.
Would you mind getting me out of here, finding me a place to live, near LB or SB or HB. Near the kiddos. They are my everything.
You might not garner it from afar, I am fucking miserable. She knows, even stevie wonder could have figured out who I am by now, yet she doesn't believe I exist or ever existed. Even a muslim or jew would recognize me after knowing and seeing all the evidence. She's living in fantasyland.
Send me something to make my life better. A car is orbiting Mars that's mine…how about one here on earth now?
Get me out of here, find me a house in the above locations. If you can't do that at least clue me into the plan.