This is a song about "The power of hardstyle"

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

One day we should all be revived of these bad memories; the undoubted power of humanity.

With the power of ronaldo scoring the last goal on you assholes

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

But my fuckin laptop about to run out of power,

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

I am on the mic with everlasting power

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Just remember that you lack the power

Listen to every word that i slur

But we say the names, it's changing us, money and power,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her