This is a song about "Nostalgia critic"

Death is the only road from nostalgia

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

Like this, every critic has praised

Fuck a censor and a critic, i'll kill em

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

Did you have fun?cause i'mma need a cab just to get me homemaybe you could call in sick

It's dark n' im writin barkin like i'm fightin for mike vick as my #1 critic

Lyrics i spit at a critic cause he's not wit' it,

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

It's dark n' im writin barkin like i'm fightin for mike vick as my #1 critic

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Im darker than riddick! my mom is a critic!

O let's do it get-get your bitches schooled quick