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Keep that s**t outta my face.
Keep that s**t outta this place.
Keep that s**t to your fking self.
Roll up your windows, shut your fking doors.
That cig is cramping my style.
The pleasure is all yours.
Before you light that smoke remember you're the joke and you look like a tool.
Your breath smells like a s**t,
I'd rather suck a d*ck than be the one that looks like a fool.
You're the joke.