Part 1:

We straight gassin', cuttin' straight to the loot. Haha, this shit ain't nothin' to me, man. We smokin' Fallen. Eido got a BBL, took that shit out because she couldn't run. I had to do it to them, snipe! I went Lord Shaxx on that pussy, snipe! I'm not loyal to the Traveller, I'mma demon. I have no loyalty for anyone—never did, never will. Emissary chose to be with The Nine, sounds like her problem to me, haha! This shit ain't nothin' to me, man. My glimmer longer than Empress Caiatl. On and off the Crucible, straight fundamentals, no Sweet Business. This shit ain't nothin' to me, man. Movin' like Drifter, we get it back in motes. You see it? I really did this. I'm really Him. Flipped a whole mote into an empire. Stop playing with me. I have no sympathy. I live for this shit. This shit ain't nothin' to me, man. I'm nice wit' it, haha! My glimmer long. My pockets deep. No Primevals in these parts. We straight gassin', cuttin' straight to the loot. Ghost optics got me seein' shit.

Part 2:

That Scornussy better stank, otherwise, I don't want it. Popped a Perc Paracausal got straight to fuckin'. That Eris Morn dulce. Smokin' fentanyl-laced Vex milk. I see the Traveller. This shit ain't nothin' to me, man. That Savussy got me screamin', cryin', pissin', shittin', shootin' Strands. Yeah we gettin' that Bay of Drowned Wishes, alien, shish kebab, cordycep money. I see them aliens are real, now I have more things to fuck. Smokin' the Devrim Kay, EDZ, Lost Sector Runtz. She suck me like a Shadowshot. I'm in the Lost Sector lickin' Exotic Drop. When I got the hand cannon, I be shootin' straight Strand. This shit ain't nothin' to me, man. Ghost optics got me seein' shit. I need Bright Dust, slime! I just popped a whole Enhancement bean, fuck you mean! I smoke real Emmisary, rapscallion, Ghost Shells. Y'all can't fuck with me. I'm him. I been him. I will continue to be him. Pyramid stasis blocks glistenin' like piss. Gulpin' Radiolarian by the gallon. My tummy feel crazy. That Savussy yummy, slime. The Savussy doin' it for me, slime. They thought they could stop the demon. I'm back. The Bright Dust got me speakin' Eliksni. This shit ain't nothin' to me, man. We out here cloud runnin'. The scope bleamin'. You can't trust me. I don't even trust myself. I don't know who I am anymore. I'm getting too much glimmer. Ass so fat. I'm peakin' off this Son of Oryx, slime! Can you remind me who I am? Get the Vanguard on the phone now! I fronted him an engram! I need my silver! Hello? Zavala?

Part 3:

I’m movin' different. This shit ain’t nothin' to me, man. I’m Luna's Howl. I’m bitin' the Vex bubbles in the milk. We smokin' Radiolaria. Smokin' that Ikora Rey, South Martian, fur burger deluxe, Clovis Bray scratcher, skunk bubba kush. We smokin' Cabal Fat. I’m on 12 Enhancement Prisms, smokin' on Braytech dick. We smokin' SUROS, Banshee-44 boogers. We snortin' that good Vanilla Blades, Praydeth, Super Good Advice gibbies. They must be reset Exos. They forgot that I’m Him. That Blueberry Crumbles pack hittin'. That pussy smell like a Hive Worm God. We smokin' shit in an Ash Angel, blowin' the Traveller's bubbles. I’m sick in the head. I’m on them Strange Cookies. I’m on them Primeval Taken Slime. I’m on them Mercurian Cult Koolaid. I left my Gjallarhorn in the Almighty. I’ll have to stunt on them next time. I don’t give a fuck if I go blind. I don’t need to aim down the sights anyway. I’m high on 12 Saint-14's, lookin' to beat the cum out of a thick, fresh Kell. We smokin' Omolon Fluid you stupid piece a shit. I’ll fuckin' kill you. Call that pussy the Vex Net 'cause I’m in this bitch and I can’t get out. Last guy who ran off on the pack got choked out by some Osmiomancy gloves. The last thing he ever saw was the price tag on them slowly faded into darkness and I let the Witness take him. I need more SUROS, Banshee-44 boogers. Don’t be shy, sister. I love me some Etheric Coldsnaps. I’m movin' like Gambit Meta. Heh? Welcome to the Cosmodrome, bitch! Open up! Exo Stranger, I’d drink her piss out of another man’s balls. My shooter a crackhead. He look like Mara Sov. You ain't seen flawless in your life, jit! Reach for my Ghost, you'll get turned into an example. Y'all gotta stop playin' with me, man. I ran Flawless at the Trials of Osiris during D1. I was the first to get the eye of a Gate Lord. This shit ain't nothin' to me, man. Tied the opps to the back of a Blistering Slipstream and dragged them around the Drome for 24 hours. Motherfucker look like a 1-phased Raid Boss after we was done with him. Opps wanted some initiative, blew up their entire patrol zone. I'm movin' like Ghaul. She dropped that ass on me from an egregarious angle. They thought I was Shaw Han. Top shelf Starwort Thin disrupted my PVP rhythm. I have seen the Fundament. I have seen the eye of Auryx. I was flippin' bricks for the Witness before y'all even became a type one golden age. This shit ain't nothin' to me you stupid piece a shit. Step the wrong way and you will Final Perish. That pussy feel like Taken Butter. You think I care about this shit? Ask me if I care about this shit 'cause I don't give a shit. If I had a Glimmer for every time they said I gave a shit, I'd be broke 'cause I don't give a shit. My bitch look like Ada-1. I balled so hard they thought I was a fuckin' Slowva Bomb. This shit ain't nothin' to me, man. I'll kill you, you stupid blueberry.

Part 4:

This shit ain't nothin' to me, man. Precursors in shambles. They stay pickin' the motes out of my bank. This Strand Grapple got me movin' like an invasive species. I got MIDA Multi-tool, fuck boi! Bitch so bad, I made her shit in my Datto'd Vault. I'm at the Postmaster about to withdraw all of it. These Eliksni are from Riis, you fucking idiot. That Fentanyl gave me M.Sund flexibility, got me in a state of rigor mortis. Caught a broke boy trying to come up on my Postmaster, so I skinned his ass alive. Ah! We smoking Ikora Rey Light-infused quick-release Paracausals. She spread it and let me take a deep snip of that Prison of Elders. I killed them dead, Guardian. They needed a stealth Hunter, so I put my hands on the Onmioculus and burned my Khepri Fingers off. They will not find me. How ya livin', you little jit. Snortin' some premium modest bright dust got me fighting for my life. I make a nice ramen out of that pussy. Blacked out on the Paraverse, ordered a hand cannon off the Star Horse. I used to nut in Eternity until the map turned white. I ain't never goin' back. EDZ Ranch ice cream cake in my fronto leaf got Seventh Seraph crystalline shards pokin' out my lungs, fuck boi. I'm in the Glade of Echoes shirtless in a loincloth, blowin' bareback asshole out smokin' Exodus Black SIVA. Told shorty to keep that ghost rezzin'. Yeah, she's squeezin' the trigger. We smokin' Jotunn, man. Face pressed up against that juice box sniffin' for dear life. The Telemetry will turn the diamond tester into a pipe bomb. Dreg's Promise shivered his timbers. Blew her back out usin' a psion-skin condom. Dick pussy free-ballin' like Reed and Aisha. I'm smokin' Precursor, SRL Cup, triple flawless-running, Light bleeder, Dark blaster, Eververse Power Associates, Huckleberry zaza. We smokin' that Cryptarch quantum computer. I can't wait to curb stomp you in these dumb ugly-ass Dance Machines. I'm Drifter. I'm infinity years old. When I hid it from behind, the room smells like sterilized neutrinos. They said I wouldn't shit on them. I spread my cheeks and hit 'em with four Blockers. Little Light was emaciated. The percs done ate little Archie ass up. These Praxic Monks are interrogating me about an ounce of Taken as if I didn't kill a Lightless hostess two miles away. I come from a long bloodline of Risen Leather. My Ghost Shells have veins pumpin' through them. Smokin' Black Garden Nessus leaf in a bacon, egg and cheese, hashtag Trust n' Bad Omens. Eyes bloodshot, leanin' up against the City Wall, beaten off to my Star-Eater Scales boots. Opps was talkin' crazy. Shot 'em in the mouth. My Derelict worth the GDP of Sol. If this Sparrow breaks, the foreign exchange market will take a 28% hit. People will die their final deaths. My Silver come from the most horrific situations possible. Slurpin' a quick release perc off the plate like Xur with beans. I keep my Prospector at the Vatican. She squirt on me. I love being covered in the Woven Mail. They're sick in the head. They forgot I'm him. I'm Collective Him-ligation. I am the Wicked Him-plement, Him Apparent, Himiks Prime casting a shadow. I got my Fallout test back, turns out my favourite Exotic is Nezarec's Him. Fuck it. I ate the opp. She let me hit it. That gash sound like Pyramid ripple. You ran off with the Wei Ning, triple espresso, personal hotspot, Fighting Lion runs. There are consequences to your crimes against Drifter. Get shorty outta here. She's built like a Rasputin Ballet verse. I swear Mactics said it best. I'm a Dark Age baby. I can't stop. I have more percs than the Hive's collective kill count. I'm claiming every patrol, every beacon. Fuck it. I'm coming for every mote. Snortin' legendary shards, eatin' neutrinos right outta the lake of shadows. Opp was sneak dissin' on the VanNet turned his city into Torobatl. These ain't no bounty refresh, you ugly bastard. They want to crush my Ghost for pullin' my cock out at the Iron Banner match. All I'm saying is I paid for the tickets. My Crux/Lomar Fur-lined trench coat bright red. I look like 10 million Crucible Shaders fuckin'. That elite psion turned me into a radical. I'm movin' lucrative. I'm in the Derelict smokin' egregore, smokin' that good shoo-be-doo-wa. I'm fucked up in the H.E.L.M. listening to Eris Moan. I'm on the Forgotten Shore eating irradiated snapper. War is all I think about. I've never been scared in my life, jit. This shit ain't nothin' to me, man. I need my percs. I need my percs. One perc is never enough. Popped a Paracausal butt berserker and had that pussy screechin' like a Shrieker. [Urgh] I'm smokin' that shit that makes the toes curl. I'm doin' a lotta drugs, a lot. Walked along the sand dunes of Freehold for 40 days and 40 nights with nothin' but a pack of Crossfire Buns, and a fifth of Henny. I really do this shit. I'm startin' to get real pissed off. What the fuck is Ikoracare? Hey Ikora, I don't care about shit. Look at this shit. I sold silver to myself, spun around the block so many times they thought it was Sparrow-flyin'. We smokin' that Deathbringer. Choked his goofy ass out with a Lucky Pants belt. She wanted Dick, but I gave her Motes. I'm smokin' Psion taint, sniffing Cursed Thrall. It's Cursed Thrall Monday. Show me that Cursed Thrall. Ah! I'm gettin' too much glimmer! I'm fucked up drinkin' a Martian Vex Pool. I'm smokin' on that Buried Bloodline. Broke boy wasn't ballin' enough. Welcome to the Siege Dancers. These Sluggers are real, cunt. I got more sticks than the Infinite Forest. I have the blueprint to the Dreadnought. Pop four Raid Banners at VOD came out with hepatitis. This shit ain't nothing to me, man. I'll fuckin' kill you. I smoked a new opp. His meat came right off the bones. The first time I smoked runts, I coughed so fuckin' hard. I started passin' Stasis Grenades, then froze myself in front of the gang. There was crystal all over the pounds- There was crystal all over the pounds we shipped out for the next 30 business days. I don't have any compassion for broke boys. Everybody has Monte Carlo. Most people have Riskrunner and balls. Go outside and get an Apex. I knew the engram was fake, but I still ate it because I'm a gremlin. I'll air this bitch out like I shit in it. I took two Ascendent Shards to ascend myself. I got so much cheese in my pocket, they thought I was a fuckin' calzone. That pussy balder than Commander Zavala. Crashed the Vice Cruiser, sip some milk, everything felt alright. Popped a Screeb, now I want to kill someone. Yeah, I drill with my mask off. I'm moving like Ada-1, snippin' blast furnace. The Witness wants to wet me up with dread bullets, but I'm on a goddamn starhorse pill. I'm a real creature. I'll spin the block, huffin' Egregore, to see the Eyes of Tomorrow. Lungs lookin' crazy. Rollin' the ol' flesh cigar around your fingertips. Boy ran off with an Acolyte's Staff. I had to cast a spell on that motherfucker. I got Strands of Threadlings in my hookah. Every puff is an insult to the Traveller. The dust pack got me doing the Plutonian stare. This zaza will give you a 2014 Eris Morn hairline. Sparrow small and sturdy, built like Weaver Namresk. I let her hit the bright dust just to buy her a bit more time, but all she wanted to do was fuck my brains out, then euthanize herself. Dehydrated the soot between her ass cheeks and snorted that shit through my eyelids. SRL rides sound like Trial seven. Yahoo! I'll give you that Fabian Strategy. Pussy's so tight, I had to scissor her ass. This Henny got me feelin' crazy. This Henny got me wantin' to shit. This Henny got me feelin' like Taniks. My bitch pussy fatter than Eramis. Drank man, please! I'm thirsty. I'm ready. I'm trying to pour up. Drank man, please! This Henny makin' me want to go to the Ether Tank and do somethin' crazy. If Eva come down my chimney, I'mma fuck her. [Urgh! Urgh!] That's what my Hotrod Havoc sounds like. This shit ain't nothin' to me, man.

Part 5:

How can I be transphobic? I blew a load onto Oryx's chest! This Igneous Hammer will send a Sweat to Hell. Mara looked so good I used her piss as Queensfoil. Nutted so crazy I got visions from the Light. Smokin’ on Cabal Dick Wick lookin’ for a signal. I went dark a long time ago. Packed her asshole so tight she pushed out an engram. The bright dust got me movin’ like a Deepsight statue. Real premium EDZ public events. Money longer than Amanda Holliday's feet. Started off dumping mags in the vex milk learned how to load the Boudica-C and change the trajectory of everything. This shit ain't nothing to me man. I fuck like it's for survival as if it's the last sip of water I'll ever get, ribs visible, eyes bloodshot, thrustin’ away. I got my cob looking like Vigilance Wing. I'm so violent and sick in the head I can't tell if I want to kill my opps or fuck ‘em. Silver dust got me feelin’ like everything gonna be all right. Got the registered Traveller's Chosen on my hip, ready to have some hickory smoked opp. Wiped the nut on my Tex Mechanica jeans and got right back to fuckin’ work. Sippin’ on the Ramen house red. Zhalo Supercell sing like a castrati [Ooh ooh ooh ooh ee!]. I have no morals or belief system I have no spirituality or anything that gives my life meaning or structure. They asked me to shoot I do it. I have no character. Homegirl got a nice little Eager Edge on her. Put a bag over his head and send him to the Pale Heart. The Ascendent Shard got me lookin’ and movin’ like Atheon. I ain't sayin’ shit. Got a ruptured eardrum from havin’ my ear to the Hive for so fuckin’ long. On a war moon I'll fuck anything. I'm smokin’ on that Amiable Excumene carpet bomber Athenaeum Stasis Whisper of Runtz. Shaw Han wanted beef with me over Cosmodrome acquisition, called his mistress over and put 10 inches on her forehead like Commander Zavala. I'm a street creature. The weed will have you in the Vex Net screamin’ for eternity. You will relive every key mistake you've ever made in your life, over and over and over again. I was in the Ishtar Collective grippin’ the stem. Snip the Threadling strand roamed around the Vault of Glass with an open incision. They told me I wouldn't shake the last city so I shook that shit like a cryin’ toddler. Hit the gelato pine apple- whatever that is. Took a sip of the Eventide, everything turned red for 8 minutes. Woke up in Heaven/Hell. Oh man, I did it again! Destroyed his Sparrow with a solar flare. I'm in the Empty Tank listenin’ to the brown note. My War Beasts will do anything for a god roll and I mean anything. They think I'm homosexual the way I'm chasin’ the motes. Whisper of the Worm left me with a drool and a shit-eatin’ grin. My bitch look like Arcite-420. I'm a product of the Sludge. I fried up some corn motes for the Dredgens. The zaza got me talkin’ like Variks. I'm the real raid group leader. I'mma need you to suck the pigmentation out of this one young dreg. Shorty ass so fat I thought I was balls deep in Randall. I only handed back the Last City ‘cause I was bored. This mote is overwhelmingly large. This mote has an arc pulse. This mote looks like Lord Shaxx's dick. This mote got veins pumpin’ through it. This mote curve right at the tip. This mote looks like it's been pushed out. This mote has a family somewhere worried as hell. I ain't even gonna hide it no more, this mote feels like a solid fibrous piece a shit, straight up, a big meaty piece a shit, balanced diets, lots of fruit and vegetables, would honestly float in the water, which is a sign of good health, husky little fella. The bright dust got me connectin’ the dots. There are bugs under my skin. I need to dig them out with a Bolt-Caster. She broke my heart, had me shadow boxin’ behind the Ether Tank in my Pre-Golden Age LeBron jersey, Veist jeans, and some Crux/Lomar shoes, windows tinted, listenin’ to Michael Salvatori, smokin’ on a goon mote. The bugs are back. I'm smokin’ on Acolyte sloth. The worms in my head won't shut the hell up. They're telling me to go absolutely fuckin’ stupid on ‘em. I don't even need to brandish the Trust. I'm pissin’ and droolin’ all over myself, howlin’ and itchin’ to take lives, shit! I'm so excited to take lives, I'm literally covered in cock alla Mindbender Meechi. I can't even take care of myself when I think about this shit. Smokin’ a real nuclear shit space station. I got this shit figured out. Smoked a seven gram Deep Stone Crypt. Shit had me fucked up in the Annex lookin’ up pictures of Hive with human eyes. I got interdimensional Taken droppin’ the pin as we speak. They'll take anyone back over there. Unholy doses of Paracausal and Vex Milk got me shittin’ in the bed more than the entire Cabal. I'm back to back with the Traveller, shakin’ the fuckin’ universe. This is an army of two. Beat his ass and send him into an improvement cycle. He look like Saint-14 now. This bright dust feel like silver. This silver feel like bright dust. Flashed it at the hanger in the Tower with a serial number scratched out and everything. Threw the opp into the Anomaly, watched his ass get all twisted into a million pieces. Turned his sorry ass into some engram. Stuffed her booty hole with a Wardcliff Coil and sent her on her way. That little flesh canoe got a Deathbringer vibe to it, perhaps an apple or cherrywood smoke. She took a chance and spread it for a deprecated currency. She had a whole subclass behind those meat curtains. The Tower has its own time signature. The bugs are back. Synthweave so heavy, I can't answer the comms. I don't want to kill them, shut up! I don't want to kill anybody. Put the gun down, young man. There's too much pussy out there to kill yourself. That pussy tighter than the bulletproof Arcology windows on Titan. How can I be toxic? My bitch is homophobic, haha! Shout out to my man Aztecross. Wastelander, big one up yourself, roll the lever-action with a side gal me’a gonna fuck. 58% THC pre-rolled motes. Rolled in keep, had me readin’ the Book of Unveiling. We are indeed close. I bought her Avarice armor until there was nothin’ left in her eyes. Motherfuckers live in their jumpship and call it “Vanguard Life.” Stop lyin’ to yourself and just say you're homeless you stupid bum. I'm at the Dreaming City movin’ like the government. I fucked her with my Assassin's Cowl on and some Datto shorts. Eatin’ Amanda Holliday's ass like I'm dyin’ and there's a second chance in there. I'm a high functioning shooter. Yeah, I’m big on ontology. I'm always lookin’ at a fat payday every chance I get. I'm off a silver wing ready to get my rocks off. My watch cost 50 motes and I still don't have time for you fuckboys. Pussy shot. The casualties you will suffer tryin’ to fuck with me will have you thinkin’ like Savathun. I need to kill! I need to kill! Rome wasn't built in a day but this Cerberus+1 certainly was. Give me the fuckin’ fentanyl. Just finished on my own stomach, time for some Olly Olly Oxen Free. I ain't gonna lie, I'm kind of feelin’ myself right now, gang. We smokin’ Egregore coral shit. She was awestruck, admiring the girth, the length, the texture, the vein thickness, blood flow, color, circumcision. Gave her a Venti of spore with two pumps of Drift-nut. All I'm sayin’ is if I paid for the hour, I'mma get the full hour. Been fuckin’ so long my cock is sanded down smooth. This bright dust is from a thousand bounties and this Fixed Odds was 3D printed in Calus' brain. This shit is paraversal. I’m posted up at the treasure hoard with three bitches, feastin’ on some Athenaeum nose nachos while listenin’ to Xur wheezing. I'm a real glutton, ah! Went to D-Block and nobody ever heard of you, slime. Woah child! Motherfucker these are not Radiants. These are Frost Armors. I'm smokin’ that Rasputin here ye here ye Shayura poison. DJ Morgeth! Let me in Ogre. Let me in! Morgeth on the beat, hoe! Mau'ual always been my favorite twin. Motherfucker, of course I have a pink tip. I come from a low frequency environment and I've only used bright dust my entire life. The only time I ever held a silver was when I borrowed my cousin's Bank of Old Chicago debit card to slice open an Infinite Forest cake at the Tower fair when I took my daughter there on a trip amidst a lengthy child custody battle with my ex-wife, attemptin’ to prove to the judge that I'm a responsible father but we all know I'm fuckin’ not. I got the kid’s ears pierced at two years old and she already knows what Vex Milk tastes like. I'm fucked! Bungie, if you're seein’ this, please let me have my Sunset guns back. I even wore my nice Luxe vest jacket to the last court hearing. I'm ready to change. That shorty spittin’ my ramen and spice. I've been fully consumed by hatred, jealousy, and greed. I can't help but get thrown into a violent trance at the slightest hint of an unoptimal damage phase. Poured up with Famous Dreg, started doing the nod walk. Woah, Ta'Aurc! My impulsive nature causes conflict at any given time. Like Devrim Kay, I had to up it in Synthweave District. Shot into the Eververse store and hit eight people. I made sure all the ornament bags were unharmed so that the hoes don't bug out on me about it later. The bright dust got me actin’ inconsiderate. Give me a bank and a hundred motes, I'll thrive anywhere. I wept for there were no worlds left to conquer. I was at the Battle of Twilight Gap tauntin’ both sides with my cock out. Taped a fleshlight to each terminal of my bank and got right into it, didn't talk to anyone for 52 hours. The 12,000 year Titan methane so old, it doesn't even smell no more. Smokin’ Hive Worms like I don't believe in myself. I got to where I am today through violence. I'm thankful for it. They call me Dredgen Hope ‘cause I don't play at all. Help myself and went fuckin’ nuts on the shaping. Don't mind if I do. These Awoken are crazy, fuck ‘em! Never let these Awoken change you. Pistol built like Dredgen Yor. I have no backbone. I'm loyal to whoever pays the most. My character is so flawed, the only time I ever stood 10 toes on anything was on the opps throat. I was one of nine babies abandoned in the Dreadnought. My earliest memory is gettin’ breastfed by the Leviathan. I'm so busy shootin’, I’m celibate. I'm movin’ like Maya Sundaresh. Where you get them Heavy Ammo Crates? Is them on Amazon? Shorty's head built like the Iron Banner logo. Shorty's head built like the OId Tower. Shorty's head built like a Cabal. Shorty's head built like the Glykon. Shorty's head built like a Hive Knight. Shorty head built like Cenotaph. Shorty head built like Precious Scars. Shorty built like a Minotaur. Y’all are motes in a bucket and I got Old Chicago seasoning, maybe even some Zavalas, fuck it! Chewin’ on the Hive muscle for 6 hours like a steak from Hakke. Found the homie’s Final Death video on the Van Net. That little jit owed me glimmer. What the fuck, dude! Didn't drink any water all day, tried to nut on her chest but the cum was thick like Resonance. Shit didn't even get any air time. It slowly dribbled over my fingers and didn't even hit the ground. The sterilized neutrino smell was insufferable, so I offset the smell with some silver. Cops wanted to detain me for aggressively hitting the Eververse Store. I'm tryna explain to him that we are all just atoms, so he might as well let me go. Takin’ the wildest huff of bright dust mid-climax had my eyes rollin’ back with my tongue hangin’ out, howlin’ in ecstasy, squirmin’ around on a twin-sized mattress in an empty Last City apartment. They say if you do what you love you'll never work a day in your life. Percs put me on the wrong side of history almost every time. I beat my own head in with a rock because I couldn't stand the fact that I'll never get to fuck her. Nessus leaf made everything go black and white. You think I'm standin’ here eating sautéed pine apple because I want to? I'm waitin’ for Riis Reborn to open you fuckhead. Use your fuckin’ head! Pulled out the Drang put his ass in a to-go box. Little rib cage ass motherfucker! I put a hole in that boy. She listens to rock and roll. I smoke rock and roll. Psychologically terrorized the opp until he killed himself at the Root of Nightmares Pyramid. One thing about me, I only fuck in fluorescent lighting. I need to see absolutely everything. Some of you have never heated up a banana peel in the Dawning Oven for 8 seconds to replicate the warmth of a vagina and it shows. I come from nothin’! I started this shit! I was in the Derelict blastin’ loads onto the wall, lettin’ it dry. I was in the Winding Cove usin’ rubber gloves to trick myself into thinkin’ I was being serviced by a nurse. You can't even imagine what the fuck I've been through. I'm psycho. I'll rub my own nut all over the Last Dance to let them know I really been here. I'm a real gun-slinging beast. If my skull wasn't made out of titanium, I'd kill myself. I really want to and I really should but the Traveller doesn't give with two hands, fuck! We smokin’ Ogres. Cooked her worms into a nice roux. New Light wanted some clout, I put him on the news and turned him into a real superstar. Guardians will never understand their true abilities. Why the fuck did we kill off the Ahamkara? Those idiots could have easily work construction and doubled our profits. You better bring me that thousand silver lickety-split. Lil Light greened out off the cart the other day and thought I was Lord Saladin. We're gettin’ warmer. The day I go broke will be the day the Pale Heart freezes over. How you feel, gang? She eatin’ my ass and whatnot. I’m free bankin' Motes, pourin’ my soul into the Gambit. When everyone gave up on the Trials, I didn't hesitate to start sellin’ my guns, armor, and dick. New Lights tried to rob me, so I tranquilized them and boiled them in duck broth ’til their bones floated to the surface. Then I added some golden age sausage, garlic powder, onion powder, red pepper flakes, black pepper, silver seasoning and enjoyed me some nice steamy opp gumbo. I'm in the Outskirts Beach scrapin’ rust off the Ignition Toads, losin’ my goddamn mind. She givin’ me top and so on and so forth. Get yo bitch ass up before I slap the Young Wolf out of you. I believe in you. You can accomplish anything you want in this life. I'm a fuckin’ mote slut. That pussy had a Drengr Banner of War strand. I can feel the egregore munchin’ on my brain. I'm sick! Ah! The worm gods! The worms! The worms! The worms! The worms! I'm in the New Pacific Arcology smokin’ Cayde's Stashes. I folded her fat ass up like a futon and climbed into her pussy like a Thrall. I had to put the Spare Rations down ‘cause it was really movin’ the meta. I'm movin’ the meta! I keep on reloadin’ until the viscosity is just right. My shotgun got a one-two punch in it, bitch! I'll turn Fallen fingers into French Fries. The worms in my head keep talkin’. Eris? Drop the low on they ass New Light. Thought he had the drop then I swiss cheese that motherfucker. Turned his jumpship into a convertible. Put a Cascade Point on the Necrochasm this motherfucker sound like a Whirling Maelstrom. Ah, the worms are back! Ah! The worms are back. That perc eatin’ my ass up. They don't call it a SUROS Regime for no reason. I had a bad bitch with a Messenger god roll and I pushed the point and showed her what Felwinter's Lie feels like. Then she shitted on my seat. I don't give a shit. This silver got me shittin’ like the Taken blight got me shittin’: Shitception. Uh-oh, that taken blight about to make me shit. You think I care about this shit? The only time I feel somethin’ is when I look. I want to watch you scorch. Ah! I remember when I took my first perc. I got the Xur on me. I'm about to make a fuckin’ beat. I'm movin’ crazy. I'm a fuckin’ Hive God cannibal. All I wanna do is sip mud and eat my opps. The worms! Ah! The worms are back! This shit ain't nothing to me, man!