Thirty frames, consoIe-locked.
Graphical settings? All got dropped.
FOV sliders? Got this bought.
PC burning temps like she overclocked.
Where the coolant? I gots to know.
Reviews, how-tos, 'cause I'm on payroll.
Half-shill, half-killed, views plateaued.
Gainin' money. Gaben's dough.
Yo! I'm running through chemo like Drano,
I got that hemorrhagic flow, toilet roll, no bueno.
We shittin' rocks!
Yeah, master race that I'm repping.
Gonna rise from my grave, no lead in my zeppelin.
Totalbiscuit in the ground tonight.
E-celeb is gonna have a bad time
He finna boutta lose his life.
He just wants to see you,