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Sober Chubby? Has this guy gone crazy? Well I think that's what you guys may be in store for after my last little fucking fruitless "binge" - which I'm telling you all really and truly brought me face to face with Satan. That mother fucker is ugly, let me tell you. He looks just like me if that gives you any clue to just HOW ugly. He does have a big black 14" cock, though.
Anyway, I've run out of chances, I've got no more. I have no choice BUT to get sober. If I go off and act like this anymore I'm gonna be dead or in jail. And they will rape the fuck out of my tight little virgin white ass in jail......or Satan will in Hell with his big black 14iner.
So this little poem or rant or rap or whatever it is dedicated to the "old" me. Which is like....the me of 4 days ago.
Your paradoxical intoxicated undebated illogical and depraved statements you've always made as you mentally masturbated locked all alone in your cage is no stage or performance you normie
You're not eminem
You bore me
You're livin in a haters hell
And you made it yourself
Think love can save ya
And it probably will
But when you're parading down the freeway
And you're swervin hittin curbs as you play with your cell
Then its doubtful it will
And your more faded than a pair of jeans that were made in the 80s
Thinkin your accord is a mercedez
You might as well go play with yourself
Psycho dope fiend who never made it cause your broke and mentally deflated
Might go choke a little ho and say it was no fault of your own you are so degraded
Why dont you fight like a man and take on a plan of action
And make it yourself
You fake little elf
God dammit
Stop speakin and cram it
Think your the first person
Dispersin' words on the planet
To ask why
And then jam it
down everyones throats like your
Some kind of philosophical mammoth of a man
That can understand it?
Get off your ass and stand if you can
Or just ignore every sign and warning
Glowing bright orange outside your front door
Like your the exception that broke the mooring
Holding the boring excitable masses down to the Earth
You're soaring above all the others your worth is more
Cause your some kinda of adorable laureate who will never hit 40?
You immature kid your stuck in your mothers basement free basing it while everyone else is above you and theyre makin it gettin educations in case you didnt notice u have no diplomma you loner own up stop get emaciated and telling people your grown up
IMPORTANT: I know a lot of you guys are concerned right now and wondering, "Is sober Chubby still a Corprinian primate?"
Guys, don't worry. Okay? I will ALWAYS be a primate, and a Corprinian at that. I hope that sets your minds at ease.
There's no reason to stress out about stuff like that. I have never let you down when it comes to THAT.
Anyway, I've run out of chances, I've got no more. I have no choice BUT to get sober. If I go off and act like this anymore I'm gonna be dead or in jail. And they will rape the fuck out of my tight little virgin white ass in jail......or Satan will in Hell with his big black 14iner.
So this little poem or rant or rap or whatever it is dedicated to the "old" me. Which is like....the me of 4 days ago.
Your paradoxical intoxicated undebated illogical and depraved statements you've always made as you mentally masturbated locked all alone in your cage is no stage or performance you normie
You're not eminem
You bore me
You're livin in a haters hell
And you made it yourself
Think love can save ya
And it probably will
But when you're parading down the freeway
And you're swervin hittin curbs as you play with your cell
Then its doubtful it will
And your more faded than a pair of jeans that were made in the 80s
Thinkin your accord is a mercedez
You might as well go play with yourself
Psycho dope fiend who never made it cause your broke and mentally deflated
Might go choke a little ho and say it was no fault of your own you are so degraded
Why dont you fight like a man and take on a plan of action
And make it yourself
You fake little elf
God dammit
Stop speakin and cram it
Think your the first person
Dispersin' words on the planet
To ask why
And then jam it
down everyones throats like your
Some kind of philosophical mammoth of a man
That can understand it?
Get off your ass and stand if you can
Or just ignore every sign and warning
Glowing bright orange outside your front door
Like your the exception that broke the mooring
Holding the boring excitable masses down to the Earth
You're soaring above all the others your worth is more
Cause your some kinda of adorable laureate who will never hit 40?
You immature kid your stuck in your mothers basement free basing it while everyone else is above you and theyre makin it gettin educations in case you didnt notice u have no diplomma you loner own up stop get emaciated and telling people your grown up
IMPORTANT: I know a lot of you guys are concerned right now and wondering, "Is sober Chubby still a Corprinian primate?"
Guys, don't worry. Okay? I will ALWAYS be a primate, and a Corprinian at that. I hope that sets your minds at ease.
There's no reason to stress out about stuff like that. I have never let you down when it comes to THAT.
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