This is a song about "Won t get fooled again"

I didn't get ya number, what was that again ya know

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

I've already won

And i know that you're open

You could get away with it, try again

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

Your raps were 'cool' brother, it fooled others!

I refuse to be another being on this earth

So we can get back to stacking this bread again,

Say there mr. mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then

Can’t you see just how long my run

You always thought you won

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Take my pen once again, never get discouraged

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

Hoping things get better. someone's been pronounced dead again.