This is a song about "Bandits"

C.r.e.a.m of the planet, i grew up in streets controlled by greedy bandits

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

The kind of stuff im pouring makes the bandits go to sleep,

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

They have a habit of calling people faggots, they move like bandits

They yelling "curse us" cause they can't stand the bandits,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns