This is a song about "Chords"

Rip out your vocal chords then hang you with em, c'mon yall ready for a show?

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

Hurled over board, i know the chords.

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

Extention chords bout to break like the new york city bridge.

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Stress is building up, anxiety's in my vocal chords,

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

They rip their vocal chords ends just to make us listen them

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

Steal your sabre-sword, rip a few chords & call it an album/

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

But don't fall asleep

And chords, hordes sell in fact cheap

Simply out of this world by choice

Ripped their vocal chords so they had no voice!