This is a song about "Fillet"

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

I am your hell so elf go fuck yourself i am a cray orc, your rotten pork

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

And i was one of the fish in this tiny small island

By the masses, who chose to leave you as they crest towards the pinnacle

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I'mma stay a whilehold ya head chris

I got gills bitch im a sea fish

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

I don't give a fuck cut me up like pork rine

I just realised theres more chicken than pork.

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

I shed a tear for the pork i no longer poke with my fork,