This is a song about "The graveyard of morals"

Thakingpin is the man that turns the mic to a graveyard

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Don't sacrifice your morals for money

Send you to the graveyard and char you with my fire blast

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

But after hearing mathematics he was water for my quenching thirst

Of the book of your life

Rollin' down the four o five

The right hand of god, the left of the devil,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Maybe in his vison, morals wouldn't make any sense.

Yeah, i had this little bad thing something like them tens