It's us. Who is the problem? We are the problem. We're plant-based crooks at the back of the bus! We are a factory of turds, noxious gases, empty words. We speak, we leak like a building covered in rust. We are the retarded klan shaking with a closed hand. Spewing with a stupid band. It's us. Welcome to the reign of error we are sugar peddlers. Get the ****er out.