Swerve:
Whattup plump bags
Your STILL a fat fuck dude, your battles don’t have my eyes covered by wool,
You can escape velocity…but nobody can reach that speed to escape your gravitational pull.
Plus your beard, what a sight! That shit needs to be sponged and cleaned,
That shit looks so shaggy, its been caught eating scoobie snacks in the mystery machine.
Both you and broke are back now, your crew’s alive and its swinging,
But it’s just ironic…cause try-force is also your only tactic for picking up women.
Plus we ALL saw that dickriding last round, that was bullshit and its hurtin,
Cause you may share a den with destroyer…but you and Broke picked out the throw pillows and curtains.
I’m actually in Cuba right now, fucking bitches and having them straddle,
While the closest you’ve come to riding a Cuban is having Nik-A carry you in all your tag battles.
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