This is a song about "Helen keller"

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Climb our way up out the basement/

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

Like a volcano but cold as sub-zero

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

Just feel like locking myself in a vault

And i did the video for really though

I couldn't either if my head was hollow.

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Evading the sniper dots, as he's tied up in my basement

You could have it all alone, cause i’m better without you

Still i'm mackin i'm rackin up a fuckin bank vault too

Then crank up the sub woofers up loud

Moco 1 2 4 when i go out

Sub-zero stage fatality, down, forward, forward, block

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god