This is a song about "Hissing"

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

I will start to boo you, and the crowd is hissing

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

Easy as cake you are fake and hissing like a snake

Kitty cornered now you're hissing pussy

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

Dismissing the hissing, misgiving, fucking criticism

You know i love my team, but they couldn't see my vision

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

But you started hissing like you was burnt thanksgiving