i feel undeafeted you get a scar on you top you got deleated then your peoples fleeted in that witches mouth i skeeted then i repented i learned the game from the repeated nike just checked out thanks obama i guess for another drought actually fuck your filthy lying mouth i mean God damn hes jason vorhees i am the boss dog n i aint got fleez i mean jeeze i mean sheesh those filthy witches burried a death jar with my name written in it i mean shit they just me hotter and more immortal the skys the limit i am pushing through the magic portal i am just touching things and turning them ti Gold i mean these crack heads are getting to old damn i dont know why these dirty snitches fold the occult went down i am too cold and the devil fleed cuz i am too bold