This is a song about "The fuck are those"

Those are your wounds this is the salt

Cause my mother let me do what i want

But those same people are following trends, so what's the difference?

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

All of those are dead to me, similar to the children's parents

Those with the most thoughts are out of their minds.

Before we see it's hard to live

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Those lines are already better than yours, but i'll write more just for the kicks

Still they wonder how i seem so confident

Those up on the fence are all incompetent,

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

I rose from the ashes just to bring tragedy,to those who believe my lyrics are