This is a song about "My chemical roman"

You just working with the scraps you was given

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Keepin everything to there selves like ye, vincent moved.

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Inject a chemical in weapons make em more incredible

No i'm the metaphor of that, my rhetoric inedible

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

But thats ok i always could use some chemical assistance,

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Trying to renovate the game

Nevermind i'm lyin she bumpin me all day

Dramatics have you thinking this a roman play

Irreverent i'm supernatural a new chemical element,

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk