This is a song about "Lachlans homosexual"

I'm on my pedestal

I'm no homosexual,

This homosexual troll living under my shoes

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

Fuck it, odd future some nazis, black nazis don't copy

No hetero, just let it go, the snow ain't clear, it's foggy

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Un-hairy musk lavender oil coated

Tend to invert my stats

Girl, you got me in a trance

The fire isn't here yet, it was delayed by my atheistic lent

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

I rob it like i'm butch cassidy, so wack emcees packed in factories,

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace