Single People

One thing its made me, it's-
 It's impossible for me to have any sympathy for single people
 I just don't give a shit about single people
 I don't dislike single people, but I don't get-, when-
 Whenever single people complain about anything
 I really want them to just shut the fuck up
 Because first of all, if you're single your life has no consequence on the earth
 Even if you are helping people aggressively, but you're fucking not
 Nobody gives a shit what happens to you
 You can die and it actually doesn't matter, it doesn't
 Your mother will cry or whatever, but otherwise nobody gives a shit
 I can't die, I got two kids and my wife doesn't fucking work
 So I don't get to die, I can't die
 I love her but she's a painter
 Great paint a dollar, take some pressure off please
 But so, but single people when you, when you-
 They complain, like we don't complain
 When you ask a parent, "Hey, how's the family?"
 We go, "Great", that's all we ever say, it's never fucking great
 But we say great 'cause we're not going to tell you
 "Well, my wife assassinated my sexual identity
 And um, my children are eating my dreams"
 We don't fucking bother you with that
 We just say great, but if you ask a single person how's it going, they're like
 "Well, my apartment doesn't get enough Southern light"
 "And the carpeting is getting a little moldy"
 You know what you should do?
 Burn it down and kill yourself, 'cause nobody fucking cares
 My girlfriend doesn't like the same music as me
 And she acts bored at parties but we-
 Fucking call her, and say fuck you, and hang up, and leave her
 You can end that shit with a phone call
 I need a fucking gun, and a plane ticket, and bleach, and shit, I need a whole bunch of-