The mighty I
Your phone will soon forget my number
The regrets you say will last no longer
But eventually not hopefully you’ll soon be up
To stand on ur feet after the big dump
You will fall in love with someone new
Who’ll end up “of course”dumping you
Hold on to her and don’t let her flea
Like the 60 others including me
Be a gentleman and fake modesty
Hide the jerk you are and screw off honesty
For the real you can’t get a date
Except the date fruit which isn’t great!
Among the weird guys
you are the oddest
And in the Mr ugly pageant
You’ll be the hottest
In stupidity and greediness
I’ll crown you the king
And if any girl agree to marry you
I’ll buy you the ring
Or I’ll give you the one you got me from walmart
Genuine plastic 24 karat
It’s not that I’m hating
And I’ll get sad if you die
Unless if the death reason
Was my fatal goodby
I’ll go to the funeral and genuinely cry
Then will hit a bar to drink the toast
Of the mighty I
