This is a song about "Anger"

My papa saw that sad anger wire

To burn my kingdom, you must use fire

New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection

Anxiety turned to anger anger to aggression,

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

And beckon the beast that dwells and awaits to devour our anger

Im trying to work on my anger/

I pipe in and one night her

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Centered locked in court, sand isn't it in your anger

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Just a doppelganger, anchored by anger

Aight santana man...let's do this

Now my anger is explosive

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Ive got to much anger