This is a song about "Christchurch hipster"

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Those pseudo-intellectual middle class hipster liberals,

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Grab the mic, most think i'm hipster, but i'm bitter

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Hipster revolutionaries sittin' with coffee, equality,

I'm stabbing any blogging faggot hipster with a pitchfork

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

Than the realest hipster, and i'm a realist who knows i'll never be an a-lister.