Dear Amy,
Why are you doing this to me? When you got the tits I thought for sure that boost in self confidence would result in a brilliant album? But no, you insist on doing your unkempt crackhead runs and embarrassing all of your stans around the world. With all the fuckery you're popping out for the camera's the shit you're creating in that fucking studio better blow our minds. You know what I think you need? A nigga. You need a damn nigga. Or a nigga friend. You just need one ghetto ass broad to straight slap the stupid out of you and get you working those vocal chords again. Because I cannot stan for you if you keep up with the music-less crackhead junkie antics.
Love,
Frankey.
P.S. - At least try to look like you've taken a shower, and just go ahead and shave your fucking head.
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