I'm so sick of the fights, so sick of your mouth - I know where you live and I see where you sleep. So let's settle this here and now, I'm not wasting away my life because you don't like what I have to say. Sorry I'm not just like you. Who are you again? Remind me, because I don't care. I hope you like this; I really hope you do. I hope you like it as much as getting your face busted in with a hammer. You are done destroying lives. Everyone will suffer. I have given up on you. So who the fuck do you think you are? You will learn to breathe through a straw. So do as the world a favor; pull your bottom lip over your face and swallow. I don't mean any disrespect, but I hope you are buried alive. Your world is about to come crashing down. Everyone will suffer.