This is for you Aleem gotta keep it halal I hate you more than I hat dajjal Aleem where’s your mum oh sorry I forgot she’s in the slums my gyal got a nice big bum send me your addy cause I’m gon come and when I leave you’ll be done I make you cry for fun it brings me joy when I see you ima beef your dad your mum will be standing lookin so sad and then it’s your turn I’ll make you run you’ll take one turn that leads you to me and I ain’t gonna kill you for free I’ll make your mum pay me while she watches her son scream like a banshee and then we’ll see if he ever gets loud again with me