Let me tell you something, son
When your spirit is floating down that tunnel, towards the light
You know what's behind the light?
It's not God, it's me!
And I'm gonna kick your poncey soul
All the way back down the tunnel 'till you choke on your own fucked up ribs!
Now...
Wake the fuck up!
Caspa!
Fuck!
Oh, fuck me
Fuck!
Fuck!
[...]
And bitches all love me 'cause I'm f***ing Caspa
F***ing shit, hehehe
Fuck!
Oh, fuck me
Fuck!
Fuck!
Oh, fuck me
Fuck!
Let me tell you something, son
When your spirit is floating down that tunnel, towards the light
You know what's behind the light?
It's not God, it's me!
And I'm gonna kick your poncey soul
All the way back down the tunnel 'till you choke on your own fucked up ribs!
Now...
