im bonified you lied the others tried they died my moma creid then i became solidified wide eyed the morning early crop chopping with mr furly spitting fire 🔥 them juices i be flavors you fuse with this be the moment they render you useless dont confuse this the moment you feard i ended your whole career put you on blast no editer and and a skee mask designated elevated it was written on a skull bullet penetrated your poor soul good riddance pamper you like baby kittens