This is a song about "The huns are deid"

I flash smiles at the mean looks

These are visions from the wulf

People are evil, the weak are feeble, lack meat...

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Are the meaning of ignorance

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

Account the amount we are paid

You won't see tims and huns bouncing to one rhythm

I ain't no emo nigga, i do not lean on women

The closet shelves are squeaking, the skeletons are peaking

So now we in the hotel, mirrors on the ceiling

Watch the ones that are shady,

My lady, my baby

You are one in the marathon

Full of shit, like i ate that john