This is a song about "Satanism self harm cannibalism suicide murder torture rape and supernatural"

One of the coldest to mix pro-tools with your vocals

Because i torture and stick myself, with needles

Can't go to her family, they won't let her stayno money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job

So police say it was suicide, suspiciously walks by the murder scene with his hooded coat

Save it maggot and just commit suicide

Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger right

Harlem shake? nah, i'm in harlem shaking awake

I’m sick and tired of being around this murder and rape,

Yea this is like a penthouse, served at the top floor

If it means sickness, chainsaws, torture blood and gore bring more,

Pull the trigger but you're too late cause the rape and murder has begun/

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

And i aint gotta worry bout that nigga tryna harm me

Third ward general, young cash money

It take a shank and metal tank to harm me