Galavanting through a JCPenny
department store with your
pants below your ass cheeks.
You know who you are.
Everybody else knows,
no matter how close or far.
Thuggin with a preteen crew;
your balls wish they were
wounded in the womb.
Or at least got stomped on.
A high retail value can't camouflage
the fact that you are the COAT:
The Cringiest Of All Time.
Take that gooseneck coat you're wearing,
pull out the feathers,
and deflate your ego.
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