Originally Posted by
Plot
So you think your texts bad guy, coz your really bad at text? Dog please,
Thanos ruined the multiverse, you just ruin a verse with multies.
You’d cower from a strong breeze, faggot wanna-be you’re a rap-comedy,
Yo Sins about to drop the Bom! lastest from the Bureau of Meteorology.
Honestly bro, just painful attempting to even read your strangeness,
We all find Syntaxing, before even talking about the grammar arrangements.
You lack ability, quit these text exchanges and go brush-up on calligraphy,
Coz Sinew weak as fuck! Now piss-off somewhere and die of muscular dystrophy!
When my cliques together, there's agendas to address, topics for discussion,
Sin, your just hiding your gender with a dress, coz you short dick is disgustin.
Pathetic virgin, this glam-rock fan-boy only ever dreams of being with women,
Wanna share a KISS with a demon? try being licked by Gene Simmons.
IRL you fat as fuck, about to go on a crash diet when I smite with blugeons,
The pump-action'll strip half your body-weight, thats some cheap liposuction.
You don’t want beef, I'm known to keep a pair of beasts that eat bananas,
No Tibetan priests Sin, but these two llamas will help you reach Nirvana.