This is a song about "Alchemic paladin"

Kick back and know yo son set

Zeds fucking dead bullets made of lead

Tried to be a saint once,

Or closed casket for our troubles

Might clap ya kin folk, its simpo, ya family don't matter/

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Fuck this disney shit. the villains need a champion.

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Can we differentiate the class of the minor state

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

Played like a deck, your cards were golden,

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

If its a different state or different city?