This is a song about "Docile creatures"

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Now your model, normally docile wife is gone, ticked by an illogical quarrel

Why can't these creatures just up and die like they're supposed to?

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

I gun down all creatures, believers, preachers and leaders!

My lair is down a deep rut in a world of foreign creatures

Half a millie on the road, y'all relyin on features

Talking about the god you serve

Skies black and flashes lightning at creatures

I'm breathing for a purpose

Myth creatures deceive us

Decided to step in what a beautiful place so big yet full of space i see creatures

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

I descend from creatures that walked before the sun shined on the planet you call home

And mama made miracles every thanksgivin'but now the road got rough, you're alone