This is a song about "Bad songs"

Your songs you could sacrifice virgins too?

For a brick or two, really put an end to you

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

Or perhaps you'll be the prick to judge my songs,

Your songs are the cause of havoc,

Well, um, there's a but

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

And getting songs signed by minors

Songs all about bitches tits.

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

And sing songs every stary night

Ain't that how black's do it, right

Go inside the mind, you will find the mine

Marathons writing songs on daylight savings time