Don't consume the drama. Don't let drama consume you.

Some people on the internet just want to get a rise out of anyone they can for fun. I got sucked into that briefly myself. There is going to be corruption and chaos anywhere you go. Even fighting the corruption for a noble cause will only ever lead to more corruption here. It's best just to focus on the positive things, with your hooves firmly planted and do what you are good at around the people you trust. If someone bullies you here on the internet write a song, draw a picture, write a story- anything you like doing to relieve stress and just and let it go. Don't let them get the best of you. Don't let anypony keep you down!

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Artwork by Victory Dance
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Lyrics:
Ya’ll call Horseshoes, I call Handgrenades
Almost is a word you can take to the grave
You called me a liar, now you’re begging for the verdict
Pound that gavel like a mad man, cover my landing
Ya’ll call Horseshoes, I call Handgrenades
Almost is a word you can take to the grave
I’m feeling like a thief cause your reaction was priceless
I make you run for your money, now scatter like dummies
Come on

Someone stacked the deck with a wildcard
Call me Celestia or Discord
One be tamed and shoulder all shame
From impossible claims to the nameless shame
I am Risk with a Hershey kiss
'Cause in the end babe, I’m sweeter than bliss
Hopscotch round these plots of loaded horse talk
While I’m shoving they faces right back in the trough
Dilly-dally like Cloud, I’ll keep my head in the sound
Still lone wolf proud, red teeth on this hound
Made choice to fight, now you’re dead to rights
Keep on talkin’ that gas with no pilot light
Yeah, in rage in love we gotta be a little rough
Cause simply being is not enough to be tough
When ya’ll surround, my will hooves break ground
'Cause I won’t let anypony keep me down

(I need you tonight x2)

Ya’ll call Horseshoes, I call Handgrenades
Almost is a word you can take to the grave
You called me a liar, now you’re begging for the verdict
Pound that gavel like a mad man, cover my landing
Ya’ll call Horseshoes, I call Handgrenades
Almost is a word you can take to the grave
I’m feeling like a thief cause your reaction was priceless
I make you run for your money, now
(Come on)

How you gonna go and ostracize my third eye
By catching lies from the bullets of your drive by?
I duck duck goose with the naked truth
Knocking you out like Babe Ruth, while you fondle on that sweet tooth
I'm a heathen, a prankster, the son of a lout
I got my tongue in your mouth, while I'm calling you out
Hmm, how many of my weaknesses should I confess
As your dolling me up, curtail my words like a prom dress?
I exhale entropy, inhale empathy
Back hand pedantry, not your remedy
I'm front line disorder, a front to your order
Think of me like a data hoarder, fingering a tape recorder
Call the shots but I’m the one who knocks
And if you forget it you can suck two horse-
(hahahaha, I'm just playing guys, you know I love you)

(I need you tonight x7)