Snitch

You say you would die for me.

I ain’t gonna die.

You say you would hang wit me.

Buddy, I don’t hang.

Cutting this new row

You don’t know

Gard’nin or just an ol dirt mover?

This Hoover.

Sucks everything with no unsuckers

Welcome, you stay away.

I want you over they.

I know it’s bad Ungley but

You started speaking in fackwadery.