So not special

Bottom line I am not like you, and I will never be like you. What is good for you might not be the best for me, and what would be healthy to you might not be so great to me. Let me deal with the tobacco smell for a little peace of my mind; it’s okay, don’t be so not envious—by the way, I came too short for Rosh Hashanah this year; it’s okay, don’t be envious.