There’s a fine line between tan, and looking like you rolled in Doritos.
Your fake tan is not attractive. In fact, you look a bit like an oompa loompa, and I honestly was disappointed when I realized you couldn’t sing as well as one.
Your type of beauty is born to fade, one of lust and of shame.
William Shatner’s Powergun by Quantice Never Crashed Lyric
You try to be as hot as me but this can never be true. There’s just no hope for someone who’s as ugly as you.
You think you’re bad? At least I use a wash-rag. You think you’re cute, cute and sexy too? You think you’re fine? Fine, sh*t; I’ll blow your mind, take your boy anytime, and make him have a heart attack. Pit-pat-patty-whack who you think you staring at? A B C D your mama looks like ET. Through the schools and through the hall your daddy looks like Ru-Paul.
You say perfection doesn’t exist? Look at you then look at this.
Yo mama’s so ugly that when she went into a haunted house, she came out with a job application.