This is a song about "Myths"

Now with permission you should swing swift at freak myths

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

We're educating with myths

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Lunatics the harlem globetrotters and there's no myths and the other guys got

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

But fuck these myths, because the illuminati as a whole,

"how twisted and curl are myths which call a brawl?!"

She suck my dick while i'm on a call