leave the godamn stove cracked I sift the whole rack to gety broken toe back that sound like drug stash fly a kite through your mustache you fucking know dad and im so glad tou got thw fucking toe rag serious i aint bluffing bout the name of my band got thinga you cant stabd a fortune you cant plan you think you hate my body girlfriend I never split the end and jump the her fucking toes can bend uvula this is the...