This is a song about "Heesh bosh"

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Dire nonsense, it's quite hard for me to try and stop it

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

Engraving your tombstone saying "rest in piss"

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

'cause i'm comin' at you like a dark horse

All this garbage and it's nonsense, divided by the catholics,

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Nonsense, damn writers block, nothing to fight his battles and hault his losses

Feels like im a horse n my life is the chariot,

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Cause ur face is manly, like a horse, yelling nay

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say