Are you just getting paid to tweet?
To just sit around and eat
While the rest of us are trying to do your job?
Got your feet up on a chair
Junk is waving in the air
What exactly do you do here anyway?
You're nothing but an overcompensating, hollow man
The next "boom" will be my fist hitting your face.
And I don't wanna listen to your rationalizations for unsuccess
And I can't stand to listen
To deluded self-aggrandizement
Your empty threat embellishments
Your meathead drunken debauchment
Hope you end up sad and all alone.