.Time to bestow an honest eulogy unto the demon who proceeded me
He put his hotâ
dogsâ
in the microwaveâ
and drank a case of nattyâ
light a day
The man, the myth, the god of insolence, drunken proverbial ambivalence
He took the garbage out at 4AM, when I grow up imma be just like h.
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