This is a song about "Organs"

Sliced it from throat to tail, watched its organs fall out.

I prefer your applause without a handout

Remove the organs from their carcass and sell em on the markets.

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Now at least, im feedin myself with your organs

Kids on there's nothing there while my major organs play like instruments

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

I'll finger punch ur vital organs