Why should we accept you
*raps the entire verse of anaconda and laughs nicki's nasty laugh flawlessly*
damn son you in
it’s not that I can’t take selfies, selfies can’t take me
when there’s a fire, don’t forget to stop, drop and pop it, lock it, polka dot it, country-fy it and hip-hop it
When you slowly start hating someone you were friends with.
My dance style ranges from white dad at a barbecue to stripper whose rent is due tomorrow