This is a song about "Thrust"

By slinky the robust", evil is dusk, puncture 'n' rupture you with powerful thrust.

But once u make shit changes for real.....but on the real...im a take..dis moment,

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

I vent my anger and frustrations and thrust them on this page/

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

One swift thrust i'm ready to die, i'm too tall to hang...what the fuck..