This is a song about "Carnage"

I'm parkin' when it's dark and embark to take part in some heartless carnage

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

I'm tapping out on my keypad, it's carnage, is there any doubt to see that

You won't acknowledge it because you lack the knowledge, this carnage

Don't rest your case as a gangsta because you wrestled your bitch

You know im right, carnage was the real man to me

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

Hero in the streets, carnage in the sheets

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Its knotted in a knot this fucking rap was straight carnage.

She called me fantastic, i called her a fat bitch