This is a song about "Into you"

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Putting you haters into permanent rest,

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

I'm into the lyrics, you bastards are into aesthetics

But if you look into poetry

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

Y'all mario brothers, i'm metal gear

Queer, i'm not into you dear

All we need is convienient love

I slice you up into pieces

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

You fall into an epileptic seizure

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

So 'fore you give into your whims

If you ever feel alone and

'pound it into yo head, you won't last!