This is a song about "Jacob faulkner"

Carolina where i made it from

Marshall faulk, steven jackson

The disease of the wordsmith hidden inside of the mist

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

But in the end, you left me in the fryer/

I fight in a pool sweat just like jacob and his angel

Spit it like i get it from the bible for your survival