I am not your disc jockey.
I am not your second-rate flunkie.
I am not your supply junkie.
I am not your supporting role.
That never was my goal.
So when I tell you to fuck off,
I expect you to fuck off.
I’m not here for your amusement,
some quirky comic relief.
I am not your goddamn bemusement fuck.
I’m my own fucking person.
Get used to it.