This is a song about "Jars of crafts"

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Cause my thing something vicious

Top of my pile of bodies

As much as i wanna leave

Got a big fat lawsuit and everything

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

Feeling, of appealing

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

Of potential cases

Or know them testament verses

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Blast masses a cast to cover crafts.

Of the book of your life

I used to have a nine to five