This is a song about "Aggregate"

Triangular relationship the case was congruence

Extorter of souls i'm an extortionist till the point its torturous,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Is that because you don't want your loss total as twenty three?

Just keep saying:"fuck em all!"

Mirror mirror on the wall

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

In every thought, in every word

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally

Wasting all my creativity in all this complexity

I was like dr. dre, though, i have to laugh

And every single weapon you have

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

Using all my will power to prevent the urge to slam you in the cement

Can't forget the amount of words, flipping heck it's just absurd

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned