This is a song about "Hell song"

They say i'm wrong and i'm heartless, but all along

Your still gunna make it into my song,

You're listening to this song

Haven't seen a girl in so long

I made a song at camp

Two white cups and i got that drank

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

I'm inventing my own song.

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

Read notes for a disclaimer on this song

You're listening to this song

I walked up and asked what's wrong

Hope you enjoyed the song

And we don't know no right from wrong

This carnival is straight from hell

It's that crack, give you something to sell