This is a song about "Norse myths"

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

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

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

We're educating with myths

Now with permission you should swing swift at freak myths

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

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

Except it ain't via the nose it's from deep in my soul

I'm a norse viking hiking all over your psyche

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

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

Just me and my boss no worries at all