I didn’t get what do you meant
When you said that you wanted life for free
Cuz it didn’t make sense to me
You’ve still gotta meet responsibilities
Yet you’re dreaming in some realm
Where poverty is yet unknown
But it really ain’t okay
To go another fucking day
Without paying your rent.
You cunt, you prick
You fucking sack of shit
I hope your brain does melt
On all that crack you’re getting smoked.
Go get cancer.
Or at least give me a goddamn answer.
And I really hope you read this
You are a fucking tumor
My life is strife.