This is a song about "Tar pits"

Slit arms from the pits, leave a bit attached so i can tear to hear it rip

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

Use pine tar like pineda, its so hot in the bleachers, 2 strikes for nova/

There i was kneeling on the ground, felt like i was being drowned, and at the

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

And destroy the army. so bad, pacifists would enjoy to tar me.

My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar

This the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

Let the smoke drift away whilst your lungs fill with tar,

The things they say went a little too far

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

I'm sorry to leave you here, in the pits of hell all alone,

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Worthless faggot put down that knife! stop filling your lungs up with smoke and tar