Not a mirror on the wall, only battle cries from the children wielding Nerf swords, bout to glock a boi cuz you know I'm a samurai, leave fake trappin guys in the post-mortem. Twinkle twinkle little slave, have you walked upon the roads you've paved? Legendary holler like canary in the bed room, a boy been tripping off of mushrooms. Drop your baby fur on all fours, velocity enough to send your tail through the floor. Role play.
Last edited by Orbus; Feb 22, 2016 at 08:58 PM.
Reason: I thought you knew.