Let it rain over you, liters of spit. So let me tell you something ok? This will help you, just accept that your bitch. Of course you are... You are desire for humiliation. You actually don't need my words, you know it good. But I wanna show you more... More of you... I wanna show who you are for real. Have you ever look in the mirror? How you look like? How looks your face? Mouth... You were created for me. Created for being humiliated... You're just spit container. And nothing more.