You're a freak. That's what you are.

Make it back in your head. You look like a discumbab, illid and philosophical, but flicked the same with a crook, punky, carfish, half-fine, an autistic, God-about-dune, the child child side with 17, naked, more rights in the basement, your grandmother got rape by a cool-tongued, Gucci-battery, Northern Out-Hell boy. Check this out, you asshole boy. I swear to God, I really gotta get you to shack and wreck it and dick it and duck it and flip it and rip it and dip it and slip it and dip it and dip it and dip it and rip it and tip it Your name is DJ Trump.

More like DJ skunks, cause you smell like poop. You ugly ass bitch, you are dirty like shit. I caught you at picture day, dressed up like a clown with no hair. Said, umi asya, kashi anya. Started singing Japanese songs to your girlfriend saying, say alcohol i'm gonna die

And then she bitch slapped you with a frying pan and licked your testicles and said Lumina Okay Dumbass boy, run this shit back Listen to me right now trunks, tell me why you and your family did a GTA V Vised on the T Grisly's Diamond Fuck it and crossed a testicle my boy You look like a double-dip chocolate chip, clis-lip, charcoal slums,

God, you ***, no fuckin' feet, nine-armed, seven-stomach, two-ball faders, step-dad, beach-hood, a woof-ball bat, you're cut up into a ball like an autistic back-of-gawd, you live in a sophisticated mud hut, you're washing machine, there's a bucket of water you shake and I, you brush your teeth, with your grandpa's back scratcher and you floss your teeth with zipline cables, I caught you jerking off in a polka party for the Thanos gauntlet on your grandmother We're going sing assosig

but fucked by a clan of chimpanzees dressed up as the Wiggles While she was snoring cotton-fucking King's Stars caught in Kenny G Fuel off the back of a dirty toilet, see my boy? You were really ugly like shit You were a walking glitch of DJ, trunks Every time your dad asks you a question at dinner you say OK

Fucking lagging you fucking ugly ass boy you really shit boy ugly ass boy And I got you giving a reverse cow rim job to your tickle me on my dog and that bitch was like like, Elmo, uh? Don't mess with me, I wanna shit back. Listen, listen, tell me what your math teacher made a diss track on you. Yeah, DJ Trunks mo-

It's been like a skunk, I slicked the DDDDJ in his mama's trunks, dumbass boy. Now I'm really gonna get to the rip and dip and slip and flip and you look like a level 37 fucking garchomp and an extendable clip overbite. Your grandmother's casket is a cheesesteak wrapper and your grandfather got cremated in the easy bake oven.

Nyeeewwwwww You are real life shit boy, now I'm really gonna get back at your head. You live in a fucking ostentatious orange and your grandfather looks like a fucking butt flake with Alzheimer's that can't remember you. Butt flake children, you are real life shit boy. We're next year back.

How do you eat pickles? Like, them bitches are not good.

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