This is a song about "The industrial revolution"

Class is in session

Make a world revolution

She acting all extra

I bring the heat like the

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

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

Huh, a metaphor of course

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

Then take over the world and start a revolution,

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

Or for a revolution

Kaiser soze, we never see him

To start the revolution and take out all my crimes in words,

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records