What up what up folkssssssssssssssssss!! DJ Fae be back in da house for some jam yo!
Some words from the author: (in a country accent)"Dis song.. be a sad song. A sad love song, yannoe. For dose lonely damned days.. with a shrivelly paper.. ain't got no words in dem mind..a country rapper with a guitar and red snapper.. chillin w a dog out in the front porch."
"You ready?!!!!!!!!!
Just pick up the beat y'all
don't hesitate no mo!
Stick dem tiny nibs in now,
and let dat ink flo'!
Put a swish to the left
And swivel to the right
Got a splatter? That's no prob,
Call it star galactic sight!
Got a stabby nib?
Now, that's a real rap battle,
Ruination, condemnation...
..we got a score now to settle!
Don't get me wrong yo,
while it ain't no heavy metal
but it's gonna break dat little heart
of H.P Behrensmeyer!
Acid's gonna sting, yeowch!
No, don't drip gall on the couch!
Fix it, wipe it, smudge it, no, erase- nah
Toss it and don't pout!
Badda bing badda boom
We will nuke this babadook!
Take it to the godforsaken land of
friggin Nincompoop!
Grummy's got this potent potion
from exotic Arabia!
Maybe now our letter will finally
not end with just a 'Dear..'!"
Piss out. y'all