Yo, on some real shit, delete this shit, bro. You look like a fucking cornball. This shit look nasty as hell, but like *****, you're scaring all the hoes away. Like, delete this shit, bro. Like, all the hoes are running away from you with them fat-ass tins, *****. You in the woods right now with them ass, *****. Your ass look goofy as hell with them braids in it, too. I ain't gonna lie, you need to stop it. Your ass always bending over. You look like you got fucked in your ass. Gay ass, *****. ******. Like, what the fuck, bro? He was a grown-ass man, *****.

Oh shit man, if I would've known that he was homeless, I would've donated or something.

Hey! Pick me! Choose me! And love me!

My thing is why his shoes look like that, like, he's dancing in the middle of the woods, doing I don't know what there, with a backpack, and skinny jeans, and his shoes halfway folded, dancing, thinking he ate someone he really didn't. He left, he left many many many many many many crumbs, like, um, boy, go get, yeah, you look homeless, like, you need to dig yourself up in them, um, leaves, like.

What the hell is even that