This is a song about "Quay"

Hands and feet i'm securing, eating you alive i'm wolfing, i'm on par but i ain't golfing

Martian oh hi there hows martin, i'd like to say i'm a gentleman quite charming

'cause it was an admired service-man

Being chased by the tears of a stronger man,

Leaving their armor rusted and torn i'll exploit your defenses

Don't harbour cut throats, blades and sticks with sinnin' intentions