This is a song about "Shrooms and aliens"

Or closed casket for our troubles

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

The revolution will proceed

And kill yourself and your clique

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Get high, grab a chainsaw, kill some fuckin aliens

I'm an entity unseen like aliens unknown being causing you dark dreams

I spaz in true speech one relapse and ya naps get thrown thru out these streets/

This how i hear it different

Grab the scissors and saws and

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

All the fucking hyenas probably call us aliens