fuck the world

im back to show you the stuff you and I lack hit you in the back with a ball sack you just wallow but I count stacks all this shit is wack swimming like Mac Surgery for a kid with a diagnosis of purgery bout to show why I have expertise gloves made of fleece mine made of metal I never settle I just step on the pedal I don’t mean to lollygag not against prolly wave a flag You haven’t heard from me for awhile now let’s go kill a cow No I won’t so let’s just fuc off strangle you to death with a cloth blanket on the shelf voice squeaky like an elf only care about yourself because you’re an ass hole this song took a toll tired off all these trolls Like sorry I don’t like Kanye because he is a fuc Peace of shit non og his stuff is I’d rather listen to slim because he is him tear off all y’all’s limbs bout bout to go play sims you fuc