This is a song about "7th ward"

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

My words are holy water they'll baptise sin and ward evil,

And on the 7th day, focus on seeing the light

Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night

From greater algiers all the way out to the ninth ward,

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

In 7th grade the devil and me were best friends he intends to destroy your trends

Since i ain't in many penitentiaries the best revenge is fuck friends

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

There's a joker on the loose from the psychiatric ward

And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick

Be a coward be a squid ward cause you all are retarded

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Meanwhile six headed demons take my hand to show me round this ghost ward