A reply from Chris Brown

Thanx 4 being my b-i-tch

Thanx 4 being my b-i-tch
Self-marked with vows of unconditional allegiance
From our meeting 2 tha mortal parting
As our love at 1st sight suddenly dissolves into your last breath
Your weak heart screaming in holy silence
You, my one and only punching bag
Thanx a million fists

Thanx 4 being my b-i-tch
Without you my snake-leather shoe would only have air 2 kick
My foul mouth would have no face to spit at
Plastering your bio-oil moisturised skin with h-i-v + saliva
Redecorating your features with carefully/carelessly-laced bruises
My one and only punching bag
Thanx a million fists

Thanx 4 being my punked-up sacrificial b-i-tch
4 letting me break your firm limbs from your exquisite body
Welcoming my unjustified insults in your gracious ears
Contorting your spirit into a frog’s
Smudging the walls of respect with your blood
My one and only punching bag
Thanx a million fists

Thanx 4 being my self-less b-i-tch
4 tha late night kisses and make-up felatio
Without your considerate care my tantrums would go wasted
My manhood disqualified
And my daily apologies unaccepted
Dankie 4 your neck
Had I strangled another I’d be up 4 attempted murder
Facing fifteen 4 rape
Dankie 4 letting me waste your time with false promises
You are stuck with me, 4 if you go; bathobatlareng?
You, my one and only sexy opponent
Dankie 4 tha million faked orgasms

Dankie, 4 being my b-i-tch, etcetera, etcetera
4 I shall be your guide dog until you find your grave
-4kof Satan