This is a song about "When the kids go to sleep"

My burial at sea gets to me when i sleep, creeping up/

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

To the kids holding liquor bottles.

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Im trying to see her in bed

When i go to grab the tech

Wake up then i go to sleep. that's life. just stick to the code.

Chop his balls off and use his skin to make a baby coat

The kind of stuff im pouring makes the bandits go to sleep,

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

These kids become bad, they have a chance given to let go,

Just another product of this matrix

I don’t go to work, i talk to the kids