He got such a big ego New Hoe look like Shego: Evil Holy Moley Photoshop, cause she old The Bold and The Beautiful Body, It bothers me: the ugly Sunni Blue eyes and white guys give donations OnlyFans Lonely Meanwhile, my Hatian ass is hatin Guess she granted his birthday wish, damn And all I get is a $10 kiss Lips luscious and thick— If I was a chick, I'd probably be on Skrillex's dick But the nigga's a chicken Goes creepin in festival tents At the end of the evenin' Pickin on fans with no friends at events… ...what is this??? THIS IS SKRILLEX . She's in total crisis mode; No phone, no home, nobody to Hold Turns out the Highway to Hell is paved with Gold Music Notes, engraved with all the songs that he ever wrote; Beethoven's main language was how aliens spoke in the cosmos, before you and I could know how to know. Low and Behold, Two Halfs of one Whole Soul. Now, Go Home. Th3 D3vil's D3n ——- She's trapped in a fat black trash can She makes friends at wasteland She takes tabs that taste bad DAMN. Half an acid after ASAP crapped on the map, Back to the BASSPOD for some awful crap She tried to dance to, She's trying—she's trying, but can't Thinks about camp, and the wristband she grabbed as a sample But the black man, her first fan, is holding her hand His first rave ever was at the promised land She left with a plan, panicked in Alaska, then ran Went manic with Uncle Sam, damaged; A sacrifice, like a lamb They call for Christ, and she wants to answer but hasn't; Advice from dad— “Humankind has gone mad.” The Day Met The Night She had to miss the man in the hat; but was glad The act she caught was by an artist that's also black Bass music lacks much, in fact; Every since Skrillex did it, Everyone else just does that WAH-WAH-WAHN ...heh. Now they're programmed and mathematical, Dubstep is had, Everybody loves Excision and forgot how to dance; No offense to Jeff, It's just his fans are the worst— She was still in the hearse, but witness to the dress rehearsal. Till Death Do Us Part, So she did; but Rest In Peace, she didn't— She was almost asleep, then here comes The Nigga, Skrillex. The Aliens Did it. NO WE DIDNT. THE GODS DID. Call it Divine Intervention Right on Time for Dentention He wreaked of all the sadness and Liquor The Poor Thing, he needed attention she couldn't give it, just wished she didn't exist She was shook, and just booked it out of the Soul Kitchen The whole mission was meant to be a means of prevention; A rockstar musician and a mystic's intuition At Intermission, she interviews with Inside Edition— When he makes his entrance, She breaks away just to kiss him But Listen: In this dimension, the Media Captures the passion She had for the man on camera, a scandal happens! His girlfriend's mad, his fans all hate this random fat black actress, or rapper— whatever she is, she woke up famous, and the FanGirls attack They all love Sonny; Fight over him in forums like vultures; It's part of the culture, she knows because she studies producers— But this one is different, there's only one Skrillex— A loser; Money talks and bullshit walks, and that's an evil doer; She just calmly walked away, she couldn't do him the favor He just came into her life, and then he came back never; Now she just wonders what would have happened, had she acted on impulse; His hands were right between her thighs, but then he acted repulsed, as his fingertips brushed the skin of her belly— The Curse of her body: reality's depiction of gluttony; We all need love. Perhaps what Sonny needed was hugs, But Ugly she was, and had been cracked like a nut; A scar on her lip, A scar on her eye, The Sun God marked “Mine” Blinded by the light, polite tidings, moonlit nights fighting the right side— look at the bright side; We are alike, right? We like white. Fine. What is a pawn to a Knight? What's a King to a Queen? A Lion to a Lioness might seem to be priority; In reality it's just another misogyny She knows she needs; He needs nothing. Rafiki, believe me— I did see Simba under a Tree, With a Hog and a Meerkat, I think Take it easy on the DMT, Before Disney reads this catastrophe. Well, that's random. Well, so is Skrillex in your tent. Is he for sale, or for rent? Is she no more than a friend? I'm offended, but get it— That's just how it is, with a rich kid; I lost 200 pounds, but she's posing for “fitness”, Basic ass bitch-ness Forget this shit. At the core, I resent it; I fell in a horrible instant Aplorable, isn't it? Now I just want to prevent; I saw through dimensions, Prayed for him, I went and I fasted Attracted spirits out of crypts with magic I flew the black flag, ship wrecked on an island and died again, All my friends and Family in heaven keep mentioning him I don't know what he did, But I'm just trying to save— Shh. What did Tim say? He tried to warn me about ...
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Sep 12 202122 min