This is a song about "Being a barbarian"

After me you'll never feel prepared again, brutal like barbarian, but gentle like a clergy man

Crack got her crazyguess who's giving birth to a babyi don't trip or let it fade mefrom out of the fryin pan

Too afraid of being a loser

And that i spent the night with her

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

Purify that woman soul

Being swallowed in a vac whole

I believed in a higher being.

She say she love me more than anything

Being used to me was like a fashion trait or being killed inside like the assassin snake

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

To slaughter cows like a barbarian just for a taste again.

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them