Nothing can bring me down for very long. Not circumstances, not people, nothing. The secret of my success lies in the fact that I don't give a crap about anything. I can die. Someone can murder me. Lightning can strike me off the face of the earth. Drown. Live in poverty. Be the victim of gang violence. Spat upon. Lose family members. Institutionalized. But if something does succeed in bringing me down, that is the day that I die. And if that's what you want to see happening, then please do try. You know I'm speaking to you.