This is a song about "The reeve"

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

To the voice of the oblivion,

I'm the operator, the administrator.

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

You're the servant, i'm the master.

Good love then i can do that for her

Upstate he take showers

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

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

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Making a movie, spike work

Tweak the bar, swap the verb