This is a song about "Death and love"

This is something different

How could you love her and

I'm a messiah and my death is the hypothesis

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Nearly broke the guys fuckin arm and got kicked nearly to death

I was raised this way

And death, beaten will decay

All we got now is crime, death, sickness, and poverty,

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Who cares about hearts and love

I wouldn't be famous