This is a song about "Fair"

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

Ugh whats fair is foul 'n what's foul is fair

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

But tried to be fair, even at the end,

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

It shoulda been so clear, that love doesn't fight too fair

So how about a fair round with no riding of the dicks

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

Were barely any fair it seems,

I'll attest to the test, improve and prove i fight fair

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

Like miley at vanity fair, its a tragedy/

How nobody's there, its recognition isn't fair,

Striving, working nine to five with no health care