I don't. I was just born this way. Literally. I was born on my dad's West Coast Chopper while my parents were on the highway goin to the hospital. Here's a pic of the bike I was born on.
My dad knew what he was doin. He wasn't friends with nobody. Not even my mom. One time I made the stupid mistake of having a friend for a little while. His name was Tyler. At first I though he was cool because he liked Iron Maiden, but it turned out he was just a poser trying to get close to me so he could steal my music ideas. Well Tyler, this new hit song is for you, ex-friend. (And the only reason I'm smiling while I'm playing the song is because I'm imagining doing what the lyrics say.) Screw you all!