~The Police raided a mans small unit and found jarrod on a chair~ Police: Freeze bitch! Dont you flipping move!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Before my brain was working, a cone and a few hits, brain starting frying, my mind was melting, and trying to prevent nok madness, from exploding and taking me down into smelting.
yo hold up...

~Jarrod then had a cone and breath out green smoke~

oh shit,
i write books, because i cant be botherd drawing, i only did weed,
cos my life was reletivley boring, i lose girlfriends all the time, cos they call me gay and annoying, so i left a bitch and now inside im dieing, it was something i dont remember doing, so now i have to change my life and continue the exploring, of trying to find a job and fix up my life before it starts tearing, but no one can help me they only ignore me.
I used to have little fans that used to adore me, but now they cal me faggot and they start to hate me.
~~ (chorus) Nok madness, do you hear that sound, of a cone as it falls to the ground, not madness, do you tripp out on balls, and hear the voices of people that you ignore when they call, not happyness, the sound of you sleeping cos no one pleases you.
~ now lets start to write up a story, about my life changed, from hero to zero, i lost all my friends even the ones who adore me, i wanna change my life but its never happening...
~ Then a big man walked into the house~ Police man: Wtf?
~ im sick of living in shit cos, its all i speak of,
i lived in shit, i brought up with a whip, to mental torcher, to sucking a dudes dick, i hat emy life, i really do, irls dont approach me for the shit i wear, i hat eme, i even hate you too, i will never be popular unless i be like you!
~ Police man: We done? now? all it was a raid and now its a concert, lack of stage...
~ im just getting started with all you mother fuckers, this is bullshit, i swear death apun your mothers, i hate they way people talk and treat me, i hate being a cunt or a jerk but i gotta change right away. fuckers. fuckers, fuckers...
~ do you hear that sound, of a cone as it falls to the ground, not madness, do you tripp out on balls, and hear the voices of people that you ignore when they call, not happyness, the sound of you sleeping cos no one pleasses you,
when the weeds all gone, jealous, when they hold ur crush and then tell you to back off...
~ Then a police tank rolled up, and a man came out of the tank and killed the angry man and left jarrod on the table with a smoke in his hand ~ I want a trip of a story that will leave me entertained, but actually all of the stories are boring i have a problem admitting that girls are annoying cos all they do is fight and tell us that im immaturing.
~ Then the police man killed jarrod by shooting him in the chest, then a man walked out of th ebathroom all stoned...what up?
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