Nah, I won't sweep your heels or lift up your dress.
I'll smoke your text!! Hope you get cancer in your breast.
You make this thread pink blowin whistles like nfl ref's.
How the hell you spose to be a threat wit them weak rhymes.
Talking bout tea cups in this bitch like its tea time.
Times up! I'll tee-off on your spine
Grounding this hog like,
ninininninininini, get hit wit a 9,
Whats the whole nine yards, on your gay ass avatar?
Half the shit you wrote arond the pic, looks like it was written by a retard.
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