by Zamounde the Footstepper

You're like mixed piss in a toilet
No one wants to be around you
You're spinning funk
Running your mouth in anger
Your trail's stankin' up the at-most-fear
But I will not let you affect me
The light's blinkin'--auto-flush

Flushed by Zamounde the Footstepper

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