This is a song about "Lords of the trident"

I hear pouts and the lords come to pay, my heart begin to collapse

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance

And i can get em all without lots of effort

Huh, man of the year, the man of the... work!!!

Cause america the terror of,

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

//summary of the moral of the story is in the notes>>

Huh, man of the year, the man of the... work!!!

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

I only know the underground is filled with all the warring lords,

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

Ma want me to go find a wife

Of the book of your life

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

The right hand of god, the left of the devil,