This is a song about "Dear editor"

Doctor: dear god, please tell me this is part of a skit

Look in the scope, my people still a target

Boy in a flash its like you start to replace him

Dear god, i think it's time we had a conversation

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Its elementary my dear watson...such treachery

For you, my dear, i'll be ready for whatever

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

Do you always run away from all of your problems dear?

Dear future in my mind all i see is you

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

And the v12, that's on various trips

Dear me, in about ten years

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

Sorry dear/deer never gave a fuck so you better run