Had enough
You’re a disgrace
Every time I see your face
You get replace instead of misplace
For your actions that took place`
You nutcase with no race
I will retrace your birthplace
And efface it off this space
I will become a freaking mental case
And debase you for no human
Can give you grace, “ace.”
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