U LOOK LIKE A TIRE YOU ALWAYS WASTE MY TIME UH. MY FARTS BLOW U AWAY UH. I KNOW THAT UR DEPRESSED UH. SO I KNOW WHAT WILL MAKE UR DAY UH. ITS A FRESH BUM BUM SMACK POOP LEMONADE UH. YOU CALL ME SOME TURDS WELL LOOK IN A MIRROR U LOOK LIKE A OVERRATED JUNKYARD. THAT'S CRAWLING IN MY YARD BEGGING FOR A PENNY AND YOUR FACE LOOK EXPIRED LIKE WHATEVER HE SAYS NEVER IS TRUE ANYWAYS LIKE HE SAID COME TO MY PLACE EVEN THOUGH YOU ONLY SLEEP ON A BENCH AT WALMART FRONT DOOR