Let it be known that should the circumstance arise in which the musical production technician of the hip hop genre colloquially known as “Prepubescent Metropolis” lacks the confidence to comfortably instill a sense of trustworthiness into you due to past dispositions regarding the nature of your character, you have my certainty that I will be arming myself with one of many various caliber ballistic combat firearm weapons and, after loading a magazine which contains the ammunition on which the projectile lethality is based, and loading a single unit of this ammunition into the capacity chamber of the weaponized warfare mechanism after disengaging the safety locking unit located on the firearm, I will be acquiring the physical space which your biological presence encapsulates into the appropriate sighting contraptions affixed to my caliber combat gadget, so that I may then exert force from my index finger onto the trigger mechanism of the weapon system and set forth a ballistics reaction which will launch a bullet-like projectile into the general direction of which you are present with the ambition that said bullet will penetrate your epidermis and burrow deeply into your vital organ systems, leading to the internal flowing of crimson life liquids, external spillage of said liquids, and severe damage of biological tissues deemed only repairable by an appropriately trained surgeon.

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