I been feeling knocked off I had to cough I washed like a boss and I toss like bob ross like a painter like a shaker like a baker faker laker then I make a cake bake Tate toss all the fate I got hate and it lead to bait when I was 8 I didn’t presipetate then I flew across the star were the cops shot and caught the dog and rig tog hog fog shot bog flog cog cod bod Santa Claus then he broke all the laws