You seem to have a problem with me, well get in line & take a number. All I hear from your mouth, is blah blah blah. The bigger man would just walk away, but the rest of me wants to knock you, pop you & drop you, like a habit of bad proportions. your mother should've had an abortion. If I was a con man, you'd be facin extortion. Well, I got news for you, I don't give a fuck about you. Go and get your pants in a bunch. You look at me, like my mind must be lunch.
