This is a song about "Urchins"

Now i'm cursed, you urchins lurk, i put in work,

And have them peoples leakin' like they cd isn't mastered

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

I'm lurking-murking slithering at the bottom like urchins.

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Like a personal surgeon, searching for tumors emergin' in urchins