I see Coty, His stew is my stew. Made up of smaller bits of food, therefore creating food.
The bottom is burnt, like my soul.
Google this for me, How do I fill the void that small foods shall not fill.
PVP, RP, It's not the same. The best of them all is no longer with us.
Coty, The Biggest Brain of them all. Undisputed. Smooth. Undefeated.
Taken from us water falling into his stew, burning the bottom.
Scalded mouths, Amber alerts.