If you don't want to talk to me anymore, that's fine,
But you're stepping way out of line,
All I want is my shit,
No need to put on this bit,
I don't know if it's just something you refuse to believe,
Once I get my shit back I will permanately leave,
You can go back to getting fucked up the ass crack,
I'm never ever coming back,
You are just wasting my time,
Is wanting my stuff back such a horrible crime?
Give me what I want and I will quickly be gone,
Just consider it your new life's dawn,
You are taking this way out of proportion,
Like some sort of crazy distortion,
No need to curse me out,
Do you even know what all of this is about?