This is a song about "Input and output"

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And nasty remains and bones

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

And inhospitable,

Lady at the frank stand will

I said i got my ass beat

And kill yourself and your clique

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Sanyo, and handheld and handgun

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Grab the scissors and saws and

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment