This is a song about "If two people were on the moon and one killed the other with a rock how fucked up would that be or what"

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

Till the baddest one killed with a gun.

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Were to examine this he would wonder how the fuck i come up with these lyrics,

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

And say i’m putting the blame off on other people

Or be on the street corner with a pipe smokin the rock

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Or had a new set of beliefs, what would the difference be?

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Uh. this the kind of shit that starts off on track and gets real fucked up.

Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june

If you said yes i would give you the moon

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

Good or evil were all the same people with different equals