This is a song about "The holocaust"

Your page right next to the holocaust and genocide

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

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

Don't go to far

Down the street to the car,

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

I surely don't, so get off your high horse before you get impaled and feel the wrath of my worst

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Thinkin of the the dreams

Get blown like lawn leaves

Cause a riot, throw a molotov, somebody told me them pirates had got lost

I'm a metaphorical hitler, i'll turn the mainstream into the holocaust

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

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts