Post by SickWaves Blackamura on Oct 2, 2015 19:38:06 GMT -5
Part 3: #Pray2DaGod
The scene opens on Andre out on the front lawn of the fraternity house, kneeling down at the base of a large bronze statue with his hands pressed together in prayer. We see the camera move upward to reveal it to be a statue of Kanye West.
Andre: Yeezus, I come to you today looking for your support. I’m asking you to give me strength, the same strength that has helped you become the greatest artist of the modern era. Please Kanye, help me fucking murk these #fuccbois like Jay Omega and Torture. I feel I’ve been a very loyal son. I know that they deserve to suffer, because they’re lames. I’m rockin’ these fresh ass air yeezy’s and these fools like Omega, Torture, and Battle be wearing some fucking airwalks from walmart with their white pride, Duck Dynasty T-Shirt lookin’ asses. Please Yeezy, give me the strength I need to give these #fuccbois concussions and end their careers once and for all.
I don’t ask for much and I’ve been doing my best to make people’s lives worse. I hope I’m doing you proud, Ye. I know that all people are created people with the exception of good looking, intelligent black men like us being created just a little bit better. I thank you for making me superior to most of the people around me. I also thank you for looking over me and my bros as we take the #FuccboiFederation by storm. We couldn’t do it without your love and support, so from all of #BeachKrew, thank you. I’ll continue to elbow little bitch ass jobbers like Omega and Torture in the head at WAR. I thank you for the dank ass weed and bomb ass head that I receive from bitches on a daily basis. May your memes be dank and may SWISH reach triple platinum upon it’s release. Blessed be Yeezy, blessed be #BeachKrew, blessed be North, and fuck everyone standing in the way of me bringing the #FartcoreChampionship to the #BeachKrewParty #Amen
A muscular bro from across the lawn yells in Andre’s direction.
Frat boy: Bro, you wanna go with us to the Crystal Castles show? We got an extra ticket!
He turns his head toward the lanky, blonde kid.
Andre: Fuck I look like? Get outta here with that lame ass hipster shit, bruh!
The frat boy hangs his head as he walks away, ashamed that he would say such bitch ass shit.
Andre: Thanks for the talk, Yeezy.
He stands up, looking towards some bitch on a ten speed.
Bicycle Bitch: Graduation fucking sucks!
The veins in Andre’s forehead begin to pulse hard against his skin as he bends down to grab a rock. As the bicyclist approaches, Andre draws back and launches the rock at his head, causing him to fall to the ground in pain as he cries out like a homo. A rare smile wraps around Andre’s face as he points up to the sky.
Andre: Thank you.