/soy/ - Soyjaks

Is femtanyl troon sharty culture (not that it's loved by 'teens but used and referenced a lot by us when mocking troons hell we even tried to dox them)

troonslop

>>17516552
no

>Every day, I take a minute of your time. I keep them in a box and I organize them by size.
What the fuck is this song even about?

>>17516617
You wouldn't get it.

>>17516623
I would get it. I get quite a lot of things.

>>17516617
Incomphresible Word rythme or something

>>17516617
its just a troon sperging out over nothing so expect it to have incomprehensible lyrics

>>17516623
Tell us vagueposting gatekeeping nigger

>>17516638
kys xittercaca

>>17516636
>Word
You need to try harder, kike.

>>17516653
Not a kike kys nigger

>>17516538 (OP)
It's bullshit, how is it possible that trannies love this?

>>17516643
Meds

>>17516676
Theyre trannies, that should be enough of an explanation

>>17516617
It means this i guess but im no traiso nigger

>>17516717
As I said, you wouldn't get it.

>>17516726
You wouldn't get it. Stop trying.

>>17516676
theres a kind of magick embedded in femtanayl's music
its also why weve never doxed xhim
(((they))) cast a protection spell on their subordinates
it's how donald trump survived both assassination attempts

>>17516733
MEDS!

>>17516733
kek! this guy knows his shit

i can already tell dis is only liked because of the heckin' heigh qualeete animation without even watching the vidya

>>17516733
you retards failed to doxx "xhim" because femtanyl is two people geg

>>17516758
i know that
we've never doxed either of them
weve been trying to dox the lead singer
i forget xheir name doebeit

[Verse 1]
I love lying to myself that I like everyone I meet
It's a funny little cycle, do it while I fall asleep
If I do it every day and if I do it every week
Then I just might become the better man you wanted out of me

[Chorus]
I got cellophane wrapped around the lining of my throat
If you ever hear me breathing, then that breathing is a joke
Please be nice to me and I will do exactly what I'm told
Simple, I get to be dumb, you get to exercise control
[Post-Chorus]
Exercise control
Exercise control

[Verse 2]
Can you please just check again?
I'd become fucking destitute before I'd be your man
There are wires overhead and there are wires in your hands
You pull the plug on me, I switch you up again (It's your problem)

[Bridge]
It's your problem
It's your problem
It's your problem
It's your problem
I just make this shit so you can lose your m—

[Verse 3]
I got lucky, I do it all the time
I do it 'cause I like it and I like it 'cause its mine
Every day, I take a minute of your time
And I keep them in a box and organise them all by size
Yeah, I want it, I want it quite a lot
I'm in it 'cause I can be, you can't tell me that I'm not
Are you stupid? The paint is what's inside
I pull out all my blood vessels and lay them out like vines
[Chorus]
Ah, wrapped around the lining of my throat
If you ever hear me breathing then that breathing is a joke
Please be nice to me and I will do exactly what I'm told
Simple, I get to be dumb, you get to exercise con—

[Outro]
It's your problem
It's your problem
It's your problem
It's your problem
It's your problem
It's your problem
It's your problem
It's your problem
It's your problem

>>17516717
Maybe he organized the days THOUGH

>>17516774
Why is it my problem doe?

>>17516717
This is in reference to special relativity, according to which, spacetime gets compressed so that the speed of light stays the same in all frames of reference. Therefore, him organising your minutes by size is him organising them by speed. Hope this helps.