Your innosent, of your dream, cause of your hearth, full of anger, youve' still a deliver, a song , this is song of death, you still trash talk, but your trush talk back to you, me'' im still innocent, dont waste my time, to confront of you, im delivery boy , to soke to box, im one of your fan fancy glittery boy, look your shoes, full of glittery, im back to fight to surrender you, me to im your no.1 fan but i think your crazy, but your brain dead is blingbling, ouch!!! im one of your nation dissaster, but your brother hate's me cause me and you are split,