This is a song about "Keith the tranny"

Become a tranny and move to regina.

25 on the bear hoodie, go and tell peta

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Baby you're the one

The bigger the the fun

Some shit like this would be keith,

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Speed up, patience, please cause

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

White coke, tan dope, black gun, trey deuce

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Take the exit, the nearest left

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent