I feel ya bro, we're the same you and I, we the same.
Missed opportunities, missed girls cos of these poofy roided bb kunce getting preference over us cos they're prettier than us real man.
But we can change that man, you and I man, together, when they gather, in their masses, at their poofy pooffests in their poofy flouro jocks admiring each other on ther poofy stage full of roids, man.
You and me man, burning tyres at the exits, gas masks, 2 well oiled pistol grip 7.62 calibers each, one in each hand, back to back man, you and I man. That's 64 shorts read to go each, man, 128 if we tape them, plus what we can carry at speed.
Aint these roid kunce never gonna take what's ours again.
Im so fuken pumped man, I'm moving my squat rack outside man.