This is a song about "Swords man"

Aboard with swords n' forts but no torch to sort regions

And even when you crabby, obey all seasons

But instead he handles man

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Slicing up this track like that's shit's sharp as ninja swords,

Andy samberg: oh dang

I'm an elephant man

Chomping at your oxygen chords

Verses slicing likes swords

I'm an elephant man

Money long from here to japan

Young roy the fuckin man

Still the man with the pan

But let me inspire someone who can

Skeletors, he-man, she-man, see, man?