This is a song about "Rupture"

And the paranoia's clutch was enough to rupture nuts

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

My tracks be spreadin, like infection after an appendix rupture

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

Hopping to get eaten by a gust, i'm not the greatest, i'm just an atom of a dust.

By slinky the robust", evil is dusk, puncture 'n' rupture you with powerful thrust.

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

And the paranoia's clutch was enough to rupture nuts

Catchdubs you a motherfucker

And cause all their dreams to rupture

Fuck it, we'll have to change your rupture

And there's little to be glad for

Yeah hail mary full of grace

My words rupture your face