This is a song about "Mosh pits"

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

Im there right behind ya, with a knife in a mosh pit

Slit arms from the pits, leave a bit attached so i can tear to hear it rip

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

The boy who had tasted the heights of heaven itself fell to the deepest pits of hell

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

Ma nigga be wise, open your eyes, see the unexpected be disguised from the pits of the sky

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Pushin compition down, livin my life like im inna mosh pit,

I'm sorry to leave you here, in the pits of hell all alone,

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

Start a mosh pit in that crowd boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Some afghan leaders were slated evil as they slayed their people in gaping pits

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference