This is a song about "Your a batty"

I mean of course just the same old

Your thought provokes a a common cold

Thought this was forever love

Ur a hansaw, and your toothless,

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Pure as a diamond, your angel, your muse,

End your career in a verse

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Your lines, better see a physician,

Be the ocean, where i unravel

Your a horse without a saddle

Yeah you know i got that work

Your in a pile of dirt