This is a song about "Hipster"

I'm stabbing any blogging faggot hipster with a pitchfork

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Those pseudo-intellectual middle class hipster liberals,

Grab the mic, most think i'm hipster, but i'm bitter

Murder bet i wrote her, kudos to the killer

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

Than the realest hipster, and i'm a realist who knows i'll never be an a-lister.

Hipster revolutionaries sittin' with coffee, equality,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see