This is a song about "Anne frank and her two years of hiding"

Through slavery and doing years of confinement

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

And spend the next years of you denying it

But years of practice and soon our skills would match

One man band, ready to chant up an avalanche

Stockyard bards, a hundred thirty two years charred

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

Stare into my eyes and you will see,years of pain struggle and misery

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Still residing waiting and hiding

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

14 years old and she's locked in herself in her room

Two thousand and one years after christ

Black thoughts in my eyes got me hypnotized