This is a song about "The patriarchy"

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Thinkin of the the dreams

All that ass in your jeans

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

Saw the bombs on the news

Duck duck, say goose

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

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