Merry ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ Christmas

Robert's got a quick hand
He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan
He's got a rolled cigarette, hanging out his mouth he's a cowboy kid
Yeah found a six shooter gun
In his dad's closet hidden oh in a box of fun things, I don't even know what
But he's coming for you, yeah he's coming for you
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, out run my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, out run my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet

Behold the almighty wheels of autism
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Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Proof that God exists.

I AM NOT WEAK
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE