Spot on.
What the f**?
I thought you're dead
Living in hell and rot for good?
Why the f**
You're still loitering then,
Back to hell where you belong.
Existence, not wanted,
Pathetic pile of disgrace.
Sick and tired, ego filled,
New generation?
You don't belong.
An old timer
But pure a**holes breed.
Be gone, you f**ing failure,
f** you
Spot a pathetic