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May 2019
I can't get any sleep
So I lay in my bed and weep
I don't know why but life seems so bleak
And tiring, all these hillbilly hicks calling me a freak
You know what that's it!
You here that tick?
It's me going off
Like a bomb
So call your mom
Cause you unleashed Jacob
He may where makeup
But he'll beat your ***
Just like that
So don't **** with me
Or you'll be lynched in a tree
Bet you're pleased to meet me
But you know I'm your worst enemy!
Written by
Jared Traylor
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