Percent box: Frank Kenson

Wake up, folks! Kensons about to take a Dickens of a dump! On y'all lonely, homely, little miserable grumps! I'm like the star on a Christmas tree! You're like the stumps I stomp on! I'm not known for my heart, but you're still getting trumped! I have a new wife so much beautiful than all of ya'll, you disgust me. Keep your death about Timmy Tool to scare me away from gambling away from me; don't even touch me! I don't shake hands; I don't make fans! I ruin countries faster than Scottish lands! Even Lostick knows what a pimp I am! I got my name on the front of the country, man! Kotal, my bombs will haunt you after killing your planet; make you think you're going insane! You're about to get whooped by three emcees of the ethereal plane! So when the clock strikes, prepare to enter a world of Kenson's pain! Cause I'm out! I got my own fahing problems; call me 2 Chainz! *Moves his ass away with two briefcases tied to chains*