This is a song about "Moth"

Assaulting cops i'm attracted to my pen like a moth

Sent to earth to poke catholics in the ass with saws

I put these poems all in these songs

Find a size fourteen, get the death's head moth

Im actually, pissed off at these laws if money shines bright we'd be the moth

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

Hold up, i used to run powers and draws

Find a size fourteen, get the death's head moth

And it's still tight, i like when it's real tight

By a moth, whom really had no right/