This is a song about "Dave the destroyer"

Woah there, woah there

The trigger or the chair

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

He lying i’m on papers

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Light girls if it's black they attract to usually

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

Burn it like it's dave koresh, make sure i don't make a mess,

Than the birds on the wire

Something worth dying for

I'm abstrakt, destroyer of names and faces

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was