This is a song about "The binding of isaac"

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

Bags under my 'isaac', grinding to the laws of motion

My mind is fucking caniving, call this shit a spiritual binding,

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Of the book of your life

I used to have a nine to five

The replacement of the word "mother"

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Return of the king of flow

Lost my nigga over nothing though

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Cause america the terror of,

Huh, man of the year, the man of the... work!!!

I'll take her home and do her like homework

Beat of the drum soon the rhythm of the dead.

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet