This is a song about "The enviorne"

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Cause after all the lights and screams

Thinkin of the the dreams

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

With the goons i spar

Down the street to the car,

The bigger the the fun

And it weighs a ton

When i'm on it, on it like my job

Here's the answer and the antidote:

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts