Weak ass faggot. God clearly doesn't love you because he won't even bless you with a job. And it turns out, mother like son, ya mammy don't got a fuckin' job either. Ghost, stop trying to get fame off my name. What you need to do is ask one of your broke ass relatives for bus fare so you can spend a day riding around town filling out applications at your local fast food joints. When you die off and join ya dead granny in hell, I will still be here. I'm not going anywhere, faggot. But I'll make sure I pay my respects by pissing on your muthafuckin' grave...I just might take a shit on it too.
You always talkin' shit about what how you been here and there. But nobody cares because you still ugly. You still ugly in every state and every city. You still look the same...a hot mess.
