05/16/19: I Was Just Singing This Under My Breath. Then One of the Interns Added Some Sick Beats and It Went Platinum. May 16, 2019 iambanapestAmerica, awful, bullion, campaign, ditty, flaying, going my way, incrementalism, limerick, male-pattern darkness, mule skin, poem, poetry, sick beats, sick rhymes, song of the summer, starkness, Trump Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related Image
