This is a song about "Quads"

So if i seem a little mean to you this aint savage you aint never seen a brute

This monster that lingers in me so abs#truse to conjure up these sentences of dis#pute

Ink, feather, and paper cuts

... in all quad flavors, lord save us

Same simulation of shit i spat about years ago remains in allocation

Unpredictable when it rains it pours without any justification