Bruh, Elayna, I know you do not want no smoke, bro. Look at your khakis that you got on in your profile pic. It look like somebody balled them joints up and threw them in the trash. And then you went in the trash and put them back on. You ain't iron them, you ain't wash them or nothing. You just threw them on the ground and rolled over it with three cars. And then went to Ross to pay for less, kids for less or whatever. And then you...

And then you went to Ross kids for less or whatever and they was like you want some new slacks She was like nah I want them bony slacks that I just threw in the trash and ran over with three cars and Balled up into a fist. You know I'm saying. Yeah, I want them joints

Bro, you sound fuckin' sped, bro. Why you even replyin' to my post, my *****? Ay, look, you just snuck onto the Earth. That's how ugly you are, bro. Get the fuck off my post.

Bro, who's saying I'm fucking spared, bruh? Like, who you talking to? Because everybody can get it, bro. This ain't no, you know what I'm saying, Salvation Army type shit, *****. Like, you know what I'm saying? The Lord provides. And I'm the Lord of roasting your ass, if you got a problem, son. I came on this joint on your behalf because she was out of pocket.

*****, no one's talking to you, but, my *****, no one's worried about you, bro. I'm not gonna catch you.