This is a song about "Fuck men"

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

Sylvester stallone and arnie are the main men,

Say there mr. mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then

Nastiest over-limit went men

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

We are inside looking outward, that's the only way as men

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

Like in mice in men find a cave,

You fail at life, i'll mug your teachers

No men, no friends, now you're all hers.

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

And louder than a microphone that's slightly near a lion's den