Prompt

I come before you today... sweaty... shaking... speaking in tongues… AND BROADCASTING DIRECTLY FROM THE DEPTHS OF THE OF THE darkest GHETTOS. I AM BIFF… THE LAST RADIO PREACHER LEFT… (OR AM I JUST A FEVER DREAM…???) and what I’m about to tell you isn’t a warning. It’s a death sentence. A MIXTAPE WRITTEN IN BLOOD AND SMOKED THROUGH A STRAW…"

Resultat

I come before you today... sweaty... shaking... speaking in tongues… AND BROADCASTING DIRECTLY FROM THE DEPTHS OF THE...

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