This is a song about "Infants"

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Smashin giant mcs to the size of infants

Chew on this infants head til its fully devoured

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

You're smitten with this woman, both of you dreaming, into wishing for instant infants

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love