I met you by accident
On the surface you wanted to know about me
But you just wanted to preach Macintosh to me
When I through ridicule by the police
You pretended to be my friend
But your plan was to use me
By your arrogance you succeeded
This my territory
I don’t care about your problems
If you have problems
Find a therapist
This is my territory
You agreed
I am not going to let you rule
It’s time that you leave
This is my territory
You couldn’t settle in
Grumbling to me about everything you saw
From your problems to almost all things
Take your stinking problems back home
Go and convert the world to Mac fundies
Like the religious converting people to faith
Good luck about it anyway
This is my territory
You’re not welcomed
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