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He's a legend in the game, no room to step.
He holds the controller, gaming skills on display,
Dominating the virtual world, every single day.
His Dad gay.
Dep's got the moves, no one can deny,
With precision and speed, he makes rivals cry.
He's got the highest scores, he's got the fame,
A master of the joystick, he's in his own lane.
But it's not just gaming, there's more to this dude,
His confidence soaring, his presence imbued.
He's got charisma, he's got style,
When he walks in the room, my peen head turns with a smile.
His presence is commanding, with no hesitation,
His confidence radiates, no need for translation.
And when it comes to size, well, he's got it all,
A big "D" in the game, watch him stand tall.
So let's raise a glass, toast to Dep's fame,
A gaming maestro, his name in lights will remain.
He's got the skills, the style, and that certain charm,
Dep's the one to watch, the king of the slave farm