This is a song about "Biten by the hand that feeds"

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

A demon that feeds of my inner g

Hand over the knife please

Steal your love with ease

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

Tolled by the weather that manifolds, you consoled.

Money long from here to japan

That we're still owned by the white man

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

An old woman came by, holding a duck in her left hand

Afflicted by the noose that would've put her on the news,

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Which seems to feeds us the needed for beefin'

Boy in a flash its like you start to replace him

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

Eat the shit rap feeds me then regurgitate it on you critics,