R.I.P Desolateone...
No explanations needed, this loser's a dead duck on sight.
Your name makes sense now...what a waste you seriously suck at life.
You're a fucking lightweight. No time for stressing with chumps.
But you're caught in the mix of a batter..and left with definite lumps.
You're not on my level faggot. I'll break you with more hell open.
Your opportunity knocks without the ring..considering your doorbell's broken.
I'm militant with a pen. You'll get compound skull fractures all over.
The best part of waking up..you won't experience again so forget the Folgers.
Maintain composure, bitch. Matching wits against me, I dare you try it.
You never step out of line again..'cause your corpse is surrounded by it.
Look, it's a fact I'm brutal and your bars lacked aggravation.
His battles don't hold ANY weight..especially the ones with Gravitation.
Stray flights of iron projectiles black out your daylights.
You're the type..
..that's GLAAD to get physical, but there's no reason to exercise your gay rights.
You never was built for duels. I'm L.T..this bitch will get raped in this.
This beating was God given but you STILL remain in denial..a typical atheist.