This is a song about "Daniel dolman"

I fix the hem of my shirt, i guess now we're curt since you love to subvert,

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

Put the beaver in the mail, we can take it slow like snail

You wear a shirt, my records even in a jail

Soaked smelly t-shirt, let my heart do a spin.

We pray while we prey on competition

Everyday is a new story, pick up my rosary, and turn my shirt around like rotary,

Damn, why they take another soldier?i load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Its no days off, although i'm bored to work

They left daniel alone to fight with the lions

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

I'm sensitive, i can feel hurt, just by you shitting on my shirt/

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

Just lay back, get your face slapped

Got my shirt off the club too packed