I must've felt the same about death
A pure delineation of regret
While there’s fuckboys out here trolling on the ‘net
Aw man, you jerks confused?
It sounds more like a threat

But Stefan, that was just a classic quip
As long he's not sending pictures of his dick
But the circle of control remains the same
Spurred on by jerks, decrepit actions will remain

Ah, it's not hard to show respect
In a world so full of threats
So put your wallet down and I’ll pick up the cheque

And what about the state of disrespect?
There's women dying, crying, all the rest
Ah, but Brandon from the club, he is the best
He kicked it last week, you just don't know him yet
I promise if you just give him a chance
And find the humour in his locker-room dance
Your complacence will go miles with the boys
They're not the ones here under threat so fuck the boys

A classic quip from a classic cunt
Just makes the world feel over
Whelmed