This is a song about "Nostradamus"

Nostradamus couldn't predict this lyrical apocalypse.

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

And jade's a fucking acrobat, i'll flip her on a mattress

Published rhymes hopefully world wide call it nostradamus

Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit

You'll fall off the map like nostradamus predicted it

And this that raw shit, dead bodies chopped up in the sewer

Nostradamus couldn't be honest to tell me my future