Jealousy

With some fly-by-night punk, with a total fag... Ah, why did you get mixed up with him back then? I was a mid-level hustler. My small business, like a small sail, kept us both afloat. But you suddenly disappeared with some creep, You suddenly vanished. I was a mid-level hustler. My small business, like a small sail, kept us both afloat. But you suddenly disappeared with some creep, You suddenly vanished, you suddenly vanished. I won't just let this go. I'll find both the creep and you, you little bitch. I even know his name now: Either George Soros or Ben Bernanke. Fuck, when I find them, they're dead meat!