If I could meet her, I'd snap. How tf are you gonna insult Mikey? He's a cinnamon roll. Sis, who even are you? Yes, i know it's old. It would've been awesome if this was not a diss track because Michael didn't deserve it.

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A Abigail Breslin You suck. I hate your dumb tattoo I wish you fly to the moon Where there are no girls to use or screw over. I bet you're gonna hear this song I bet you're gona sing along And tell your friends how I'm obsessed with you Oh And I bet you didn't know That you sound like a girl Everytime you call me when you're drunk And all that I wanna say Is you really suck I hate the scar above your eye It looks like you're on drugs And you really need to learn to wash your hair Overall your not a catch, You're just a dumb ass Bleaching your hair Well, I hope It all falls out And it falls out I bet you're gonna hear this song I bet you're gona sing along And tell your friends how I'm obsessed with you Oh And I bet you didn't know That you sound like a girl Everytime you call me when you're drunk And all that I wanna say Is you really suck Oh and thanks for telling all your lies 'Cause now I realize I'd rather date a rock Oh and thanks for the tickets to your show I just wanted you to know All your bandmates are hotter than you I bet you're gonna hear this song and say Oh my god, she's so obsessed with me, dude But no I bet you're gonna hear this song I bet you're gona sing along And tell your friends how I'm obsessed with you Oh And I bet you didn't know I talked to all the girls that you were with, When you were with me And they said: You really suck!

Apparently they dated sometime in around the time of the semi-nude photos Breslin released , which is such news to me that I feel like I just stumbled into a parallel reality where a new generation of teeny-boppers has slowly started taking over celebrity-dom without my awareness. In any case, the relationship must have ended badly, prompting this shockingly blunt song about Clifford. Look, I have a rule of thumb with songs: if you role-reverse and the man couldn't get away with singing the same thing, then there is a problem. And the problem here is that, in this video, they literally tie the "boyfriend" to a chair and paint lipstick on his face and chop off his hair and mock him.