This is a song about "With tahst"

Get my taste from all of my bitches

Better to try then die with

With gas chambers, guards with cannons and

Knees dug deep into the pavement

With rock, shock rap with doc

You chris, i rock

Suicidally colliding with

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

Get off a key like i can’t sing

With gimmicks replying

Enough pain already to sleep with

That shit look like it’s raks fifth

With miserably blistering

But he don't rule a thing

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

There's nothing this idiocy compares with,