This is a song about "Miguel with a mole"

It ain't where i been

But with a pierced organ

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Syllables, skill-a-holic (kill 'em all with)

With a fronted silent g.

Could i make you my baby

Jumped up with a broken back

Top dropped down, black on black

And my songs when they reach they official

Souls reaped with a studded sickle

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

While gestapos stop, drop and roll, it's optimal to hide the mole