This is a song about "Your going to die"

Thanks to me your a drug fiend and going insane

So don't worry about my motherfucking name

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

Im not going to want your sympathy

I'm not going to swing at your weak-ass pitches

And if you feel i'm wrong, baby you should tell me this

You are going to die

I'll meet you in the sky

The cargo youc arried at this point was going to stop your

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Going over your head, i'm climbing to the top

She can only take so much more than her heart got

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try

Spray nitrogen in your eye sever your pride then leave you to die,