This is a song about "You aint nothing like the rest"

Not a fan of me? well fuck you, you aint gotta listen to nothing i say,

Momma can't help her, but it hurts to hear her callingbrenda wants to run away

Like immortal technique, diabolic, and the rest,

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

You were the one i chose, out of all the rest.

See i can only love you when you undressed

A hundred fuckers are nothing. not me, believe in the rest

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

Put all the rest aside, that shit causes cancer and will eat you up like panthers

Its either a bless or a curse, i cleanse the weak with a breath of my verbs

You aint wantin the green,

Tell a bitch lean

Must be a lady in tha light

You aint tight cause you like it right