just a big fat ass bubbly flea. r.i.p.

You’re a flea-sized prick with a god-complex, A walking disaster, a total hot mess. You’re talking that shit like you’re actually tough, But one little flick and we’ve had quite enough. ​You’re a pathetic joke, a loud-mouthed stain, With a half-baked thought in your pea-sized brain. Keep acting ballsy, keep playing the part, But you’re just a foul stench, a glorified fart. ​You’re a bottom-tier loser, a total fucking hack, With a spine made of jelly and a yellow streak back. So jump off a ledge, you irritating mite, You’re a goddamn shadow in the middle of the night. ​You’re a waste of space, a budget-bin clown, The biggest piece of trash in the whole damn town. So shut your damn trap and crawl back in your hole, You’re a hollowed-out husk with no heart and no soul.