This is a song about "Austin and ally"

Have no souls indeed

And stop playing hide and seek,

And kill yourself and your clique

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

And their mothers and fathers

Talking about the god you serve

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Like a czar,like austin powers im feeling randy and carlcee,other then them

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Or closed casket for our troubles

I'd rather do business than pleasure

And don't ever (and don't ever)