This is a song about "Staple foods"

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

So you staple posters of them in your room, they help your way for stroke

Isle full of genetic foods and poisoned viles

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Staple ya hands to ya face and make a dyke give you anal

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Im lurkin in the shadows waitin for him like a creepy old guy with a staple gun

I'm staple to this center, like a lay up

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what