This is a song about "Torture"

Death from exposure, submit your soul to torture, stuck with no closure.

Simply give me a beat, i guarantee i’ll make a hater move over

Anyway now that your in my torture chamber

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

He looked up at me like i was crazy, i said listen man

Truly they would torture you, smack ya back to pakistan,

Over there are the torture chambers, floors filled with brains,

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

I can construct torture devices not known to the middle ages

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Cos you fags think you can torture me again well then

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

No matter what the torture