This is a song about "Fear of the dark"

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

Ironic how the fear of death is cured with assassins

This boy rise from the dark corner of a room,

My legion is doom, my gorilla's monsoon

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

So i'm sittin' in the dark with a bottle of pills

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

Constant fear of death the only thing that's keeping me alive

So i'm sittin' in the dark with a bottle of pills

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

It's usually lots of fun to see their souls plunge into the dark,

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

I represent the dark and twisted urges of the human race

Trying to forget the dark corners of my past

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped