Contact fOREVERMAN Through the following avenues:
-By Phone: (724) BiZ-NiZZ
-By Email: thatmffm@gmail.com
-On Twitter: @thatmffm
-Kik Messenger: thatmffm
-On Youtube: thatmffm
-On Soundclick: Screenname: fOREVERMAN
-Leave a Comment on my blog: http://thatmffm.blogspot.com.
-Use your telepathy.
The Facts Are:
-Generally speaking, I'm a self-centered piece of shit scumbag, and I probably wouldn't remember your face or name until I met you 4 or 7 times; and even then, I doubt I'd like you.
-I'm wasting my talent making music- I should be in porn.
-There is a certain beauty inherent in the flaws that occur in unfiltered art. If glossy perfection is what you seek, search elsewhere.
- I personally think that my new cd sounds best through headphones, although many people insist that it sounds best in a trash compactor.
-I have a tendency to burn bridges while I'm crossing them, and anyone that follows in my footsteps is going to step in shit.
-Nothing you can say or do will alter or compromise my convictions.
-When I was younger, a psychologist diagnosed me with Attention Deficit HyperActivity AntiSocial Disorder, which is a convoluted way of saying I'm an asshole. I was never medicated for that condition.
-I'm pretty fucking friendly, once you get past the fact that I'm a complete asshole.
-I'd rather alienate an idiot than endure a stupid friend.
-You dropped something.
-3 shirts X 2 pairs of pants = 6 outfits.
-My right hand sucks at jerking off.
-If you scrub a cigarette from me, chances are, you won't want what I give you.
-If you ask me to smoke pot with you, you damn well better be holding.
-If you fall asleep with your shoes on, I will do horrible things to you.
-If you're in my way, fucking move.
-My pants exploded?
-$300 for 2 bottles at the club is not a fucking deal. It's an affront to my sensibilities. Fuck your VIP, Fuck Your Dress Code, Fuck your Manufactured, Glossy, Empty, Regurgitated Fucking "Scene". I'd rather kick it on the sidewalk with a 12 dollar bottle of Jimmy.
-If you are a promoter that wants me to perform at one of your shows, don't fucking expect ME to pay YOU.
-Artists that want to collaborate with me should be aware that I generally don't collaborate, unless you're much more talented & well known than me, and I can capitalize on your notoriety, without paying you.
-Emo chicks love me.
-If I had a dime for every time I've been recognized on the street, I'd have like, 95 cents.
-If you're a myspace musician, I'll probably blindly approve your friend request & never get around to listening to your music. Hypocritical, maybe.
-I try not to judge people by their appearance, but I WILL judge you for spending too much time & effort on your appearance.
-If I have to drive through New Jersey, I'd prefer to roll up the windows & fart for an hour, than breathe the foul air on Route 9.
-If you think I'm a white rapper, you're 50% wrong.
-Never shave your butthole.
-If you look for my music in a record store, you won't find it. If you can even find a record store.
-I say "fuck" A LOT. It is, quite possibly, the perfect word.
-I also say "cunt" fairly often, but I mean it in the best possible way, I assure you.
-If you heard that I'm a misogynist, you heard wrong- i have nothing but the utmost respect for bitches, and whoever told you otherwise is a fucking stupid useless cunt.
-If you heard that I have an aversion to taking a shit with my shirt on, you heard correct. And no, I don't think that's too much information.
-If you come to my shows, you'll probably be disappointed when I don't live up to the hype.
-If you won a glow-in-the-dark condom in any of my sex-toy raffles, I hope you didn't use it. those things were recalled, and I refuse to finance your abortion.
-If you want to criticize me, my music, or the things I do & say, do it to your friends, if you even have any, because despite my happy-go-lucky demeanor, I really don't give a Shit or a Fuck about your opinion unless you are somehow furthering my own personal agendas.
