GOPHER Busy little guy.

As the nighthawk begins to talk, I balk at the fact that I am still up staring into this machine of doom, the only thing alight in the room. Tappin' away on a new keyboard unaffected by the booom boom

Is that you comin' at me like a damn scammer? Back the fuck up before I smack you with my ban hammer You creepin' in durin' the middle of the night? Tryna snack on my veggies and chew holes in my tights?

What about instead of using funds on stupid We could flip the script like earth love cupids Spreadin' healthy soils instead of the FUD Closin' down shops of the Lambo DUDs