I'm_Antisocial_Chill_Jock_Peterson_

Hey Jermy wanna come chill for dinner?

I might, aight, go ahead,

I ain't mad atcha

I'm a mad antisocial

It's sad the rain drops drown flowers and Lil darlings out on the ground

A list of nice things we love

Like making love and gangster rap

Like making a

list and checking it two times

But two times my ladies rights were violated and I was waiting for her again

Hated on but she said nothing as

Violent people

turned into zombies

She was a Zombie

She looked like your mommy

she said hi when she saw me but

She remembers the time we were

On top of spaghetti uht

Where we sneezed from

all the oregano and Spaghetti meat

Ohh no matter what nothing matters to you and me only Jesus and Spaghetti

Even if we're out of peanut butter it's

Like people out there with us are at least interested that it's Jeremy from Mission Village

He is glad

We're on earth and not on mars

with each other or Venus

The sun goes down here let there be nothing between

but not ya mom

who's another creepy person

Sound the alarm!

She turned into a zombie

She went weird and

ran into the weeds and

ran the people and screamed ahhh

I'm zombie zombie mommy

Zombie mommy she is a zombie

And eating people

It was gross

She's a Zombie

She's a Zombie a

Mommy Zombie but

I'm a mad child

She's a Zombie

I was attacked by her

I'm just a mad guy

mad antisocial and all the while

She was jealous of my style

She is a Zombie but I'm just antisocial

Mad child from Buffalo Hills

Antisocial Mad child

Antisocial Mad child