This is a song about "Feeding tubes"

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

By feeding us these images, of bloody death and porno clips,

Stop feeding so much sugar to ya damn kids

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

Keep feeding the beast attack you from underneath

Ironic we on air, but they never let us breathe

As i nibble on the nipple that's feeding me these symbols

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols