This is a song about "Christchurch hipster"

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Hipster revolutionaries sittin' with coffee, equality,

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

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

Those pseudo-intellectual middle class hipster liberals,

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

I'm stabbing any blogging faggot hipster with a pitchfork

Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored

Look at you, what makes you ashamed of bein blacknothin' but love for you my sister

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