i didnt wanna have to write this blog, fuck it, rewrite it we'll call it a captains log, cause ive, decided fuck it ill abandoned ship, ill make a whole new team just minus all the shit. listen close, its boutta get heavy, bout to open the levy, wash out all of the skellies nah, this aint R. kelly, this is actually tragic, puppey's been deliverin shit, when he was promisin magic
Puppey's got the goods, puppey's got the goods puppey;s playin games puppey's playin games, puppeys fucking insane he's fucking insane
alright kemall, k k k k kimel when it comes to texts, we can agree its hard to spell but grammar aint shit when money's involved oh you cant talk cause youre in fucking instanbul another vacay, isnt that funny, youre probably paying for it all, with my fucking prizemoney, coca cola, gatorade, how long you planin on playing this charade
now listen, puppey's the original G but he went aginst his word and what we had agreed i slaved away streamin for a bunch of weebs while puppey was probably off smokin stacks of weed just kidding, liquor is the weapon of choice, no puppey in the practice room, just me and the boys oh, just got a text turns out its from him, read the words fuck off kid , dont make say it again