This is a song about "Eli goodman decay"

So, they hate and they say

A radioactive decay

The decay in this life i've lived astounds me, the death,

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Either way i'm trapped in a hell that celebrates my sweet decay

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

She begins to decay, to become a slaughter

No days off and that's even on a snow day

The body will slept through and our mind wont decay

I inspire to slay, watch ya rot and decay

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

Will i attack? or will i decay?

I'm the burger king, i gotta have it my way

Mary doesn't seem to mind the stench of the decay,