This is a song about "Electronic arts"

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

This hip hop's mixed in with pop to be correct it's electronic

Rapping like im practicing dark arts

Fuck pigs, fuck guards, all some fucking retards

With artillery to disclose the nobility of this arts history

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Not electronic but control it

Because there ain't no coming back from that

See, i'm just trying to focus

The game is electronic cat piss

Never really been into the ice

I'm the best electronic device.

All on the furniture with no regards

Promise me hearts, blood starts, release splattered arts