Question Who Are Zack Alonso Intrino?

Sticks of butter, melt through fire,
when did i get, some valentine,
hope you get lost, and don't come back,
never mind me, cause i'll be dead...

How come they just keep popping up and down? Don't they got better things to do? I mean, does it make sense walking around wearing what the other guy is wearing too? Like, inching your jeans to a mear size that your feet can't slip through and you need plastic bags like silky sock to help you slip in to them? And how about the hair? Waxed, jelled, Mused, creamed in to a fin? What the hell! We should be more silent and humbled without acting like a bad ass. I'll say fornicate you my favorite chocolate, the one which melts in your mouth not in your hands. Please too much yellow machines have corrupted our mind in our motherland, do we still need to "love" this bunch of bunkers? I hope my fellow maize, follow for what is in your heart and not from your eyes.

May the one open their eyes...