This is a song about "Prokaryotes and eukaryotes"

And nasty remains and bones

And we crazy, homes

And like to boast and brag

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Or closed casket for our troubles

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

It ain't hard to make money

Living young and wild and free

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

And once i'm dead and gone

Got campaign going so strong