This is a song about "No lobe"

Because i see right through your disguise

Had no ambitions and no drive.

No affiliation

It's a -- situation

Bite his right ear lobe, but the other guy got his pistol.

The clinical attempts at schizophrenia's critical

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Pry ya entire lobe prier to fighting on

One verse is all it takes

No hesitations no waits

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

No nits to pick, no words unfit, no hairs to split

No affiliation

You're uncool like my mother kin

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

I just call it …remember all the dough