Loser in my bedroom eats my ashes

Oh, aren't you blessed!! Yes, you are, let me toy with you thinking you'd ever have a chance to be in my room. Now that I have you hear, time to take your smoke, You filthy slave. Take my smoke, I know it tastes good, it tastes like me. I grow repulsed by you as I sit smoking. I can't resist flicking my cigarette on you, like the garbage you are! Stick out your tongue too, I need to snub my smoke out. Oh, you don't like that! So sorry for you loser.