This is a song about "Cum in your eye"

Still nobody cared, you could see by the look in his eye,

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

I spray her with the cum, and that fucking sticks in

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

And that they love to see us all go to prison or die

But philosophy possibly, when you look it dead in its eye,

Look it something they can't ever see

Something your minds eye claims me a category,

Your wits are shit, keep talking and i'll take this here drill bit and shove it in your eye,

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

"eye in a triangle, i am reliable"

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle