BFF

You're all I need a friend to be,

So thanks for being there for me.

I mean, yeah you wanted me to die,

Just so your dead pool bet could fly.

And yes, you tried to feed me grass,

Pushing bullshit up my arse.

And then your avocado joke,

Why not throw in an artichoke?

You let Francis take Vanessa's pic,

While deciding not to shoot the dick.

Ah, the strip club at your best.

Had your fun with women's breasts.

And I know that you still have my back,

While helping yourself to my crack.

So yeah, I guess you are a friend.

But not one I would recommend.

But never mind you spineless shrill,

I've got far bigger dicks to kill.

On swords and guns I can rely.

And Francis, it is time to die.