This is a song about "Order management systems"

Into a world, with no order,

She should have invited her

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Schooling systems are luring victims there's no curing symptoms

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Treated like i’m nothing by my boss and management,

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

My spitting systems are run by hidden pistons

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Cause the systems labeled me worthless and a fucking joke,

Tie titanium around their neck and watch em panic

Follow the order if your a fucking fanatic

Patiently taking orders in order to conquer this

Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis