This is a song about "Followers"

Put me somewhere my 3rd eye all scared but i feel like its been open since

Demonic followers sitting in a circle of candles in every sessions

For leaders and followers to uparm their vision

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Kiss a dick and lick it little slick rick followers, swallow,

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Got followers and i'm not even a leader!

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them