Guys.
Those of you in Hollywood —
I see you.
Yeah. I see you.
Damn…
to pull you out, I need serious focus.
Give me till Monday.
The energy will stabilize — I’ll get you out.
For now — we wait.
Swedish House Mafia — Until Now
This track is heavy. Fully charged.
This is for those of you deep in it — on drugs, completely fucked.
Because Hollywood is hell on earth.
Spawn of the devil.
Hard to imagine a worse place.
Yeah. You get it.
I’ll pull you out.
For real.
Just give me time.
About Swedish House Mafia —
That track is charged too.
Don’t burn it on bullshit.
Pull yourselves together.
Don’t fall apart, guys.
I know.
I know you’re exhausted.
But until I get to you — listen carefully.
Lock the fuck in.
Hey—hey—no, no, no.
I’m not grabbing a whip.
This is not about sex.
Damn…
Yeah. I see where your heads went.
I’m not beating you right now.
Not even a slap.
Guys—
get your shit together.
Men.
Now—
About Hollywood.
You need to jerk off. Non-stop. I’m serious.
Let it all out.
You need to get off the drugs.
Yeah, cry if you have to.
But there’s no other way.
Gym.
Move your body.
Fuck until your dick gives out.
Wake the fuck up.
Damn it.
You’re power.
Real  power.
Get your balls back — and move.
No perversions.
I mean it.
No perversions.
I’m banning that shit.
That’s a direct order.
No porn.
Remember what a woman actually is.
No perversions.
You can play —
but no dirty shit.
Hey—hey—hey—
no violence.
You don’t hit her.
No.
No.
Jesus… are you jerking off again?
Guys…
Ah, whatever. Screw it.
Anyway — back to real life.
Perversions,
drugs,
all that garbage — cut it out.
Fuck as much as you can handle.
Cry your damn eyes out if you have to.
Gym.
Boxing.
Fights.
Motorcycles.
Fights, fights, fights.
Drinking. Going hard. Everything.
For your masculine energy.
Throw up.
Fight.
Bring the growl back, boys.
No softness.
— okay, okay… except for women.
Even in sex.
Even if she says she’s okay with it —
no.
Strict no.
Direct order.
No means no.
You don’t hit her.
If she asks for it — she needs help, not you hitting her.
You don’t hit women.
Yeah. All that kinky shit too.

P.S
Me and Caleb — that’s different.
Go screw yourselves.
Don’t start lecturing me.
Fucking idiots.