This is a song about "Yato is an idiot"

An i for an i is what we all live by 

These haters hope i hurry up and die

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Concentration is key, can't have an interference

That's an order, and my soul is

See these bitches can't cut in yo business

Cause you freakin' idiot,that's just you

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

'coz what i say is an art

You shook my world and it felt apart

Loud addition purple patch

My rapping is like an avalanche

Is my world an illusion

Me and my microphone could be one

So to you this is an official goodbye,

Revelations say you either fry or fly