This is a song about "Minions"

Dependin' on how i feel, either the coupe or sedan

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

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

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

A venomous villain / severing minions

Make my passion to critics ? backward opinions

And she ain't have to go and fuck on anybody for a dollar, making good decisions

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

New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection

When my minions meet the living and have terrible tension

Made by sissies, fags and minions

Without the sound of guns

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

A toothbrush being shoved down the throats of your minions,