This is a song about "What the fuck are those"

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

Shut the fuck up all those critics, because we've chosen to speak,

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

But those same people are following trends, so what's the difference?

Yeah, that there is a fight in itself

I dont know what those are, dont ring no bells

Those with the most thoughts are out of their minds.

I used to have a nine to five

What the fuck what the fuk what

We're young and we don't give a fuck

You're uncool like my mother kin

What the fuck are you thinkin

Cause i can always see the farthest stars when i'm on you

I'm smashing and slashing your face. what the fuck are you up to?

Because it's the third world, those dictators are basket cases,

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush