This is a song about "Mail order brides"

Fuck rap, i'll be a landlord so i can rape the tenants daughter

Skilfully i scalp sever and slaughter in chronological order,

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Has the power to make them laws that maintain our social order.

Rock supporter, got his cocks in order, they too chicken to talk

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Even if i have to decode a dictionary in order to travel

Is this the new world order

Say bye bye to her

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

Droppin rhymes in order to keep your pedestal lower than mine

Or something that you paid for

Into a world, with no order,