This is a song about "Michael cleaning the church"

Dawn rising, cleaning up the camp site,

Now move back over here to the right

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

I'm the burger king, i gotta have it my way

The world is so corrupt, you can't even trust the catholic church,

Oh shit reverse the hearse , the curse of eazy coming back slowly and it lurch,

Notice everyone's faces as they here this nerd's skills emerge

This is mighty triumph you can hear the celebrations from the choirs in church

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

And make me end up like the 16th street baptist church case

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Speak a few words to assure the church he was worthless

Hate the party scene but hardly means church is the answer

And i hear em feeling my florida swagger

And we go to the church

So i stay moderately buzzed, fighting the urge