This is a song about "Minions"

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

A venomous villain / severing minions

They shoot you over that paper, its just survivalist human nature

Lay back and watch my minions rip thru your soul with the force of an alligator

When my minions meet the living and have terrible tension

Enough to paint a picture, my true profession

Made by sissies, fags and minions

I was playing with guns

Them ignorant thrashing mothafuckers is my gang

But im gon' be the king, and you will be my minions. man

Done with crafting my immaculate vision, fast bite when i run with dracula's minions

Cause it ain't easy being who we aredriven by my ambitions, desire higher positions

If you need my assistance there'll be no resistance

A toothbrush being shoved down the throats of your minions,