Bleak:
My sauce forever. dumb cheese on black cards, I aint gotta fake mine.
You yell code black when the sauce or cheese runs out on the make line
You think we friends? Na fgt you post daily I think it's too often
I'll slap this Man Overboard habits and give him sink or swim options
Ur a fkn tard. I'll send prison thugs &you'll get raped til it burns, G.
You cant hurt me. This Re' butt'll be clenched like my fate in this tourney
chrome Macs, long clips. Straps up my side like when thongs slip
BIG chamber... You'll get blown back when the slide pops like bong rips
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