This is a song about "Your grandparent"

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

Lost in the rain

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

I thought i recognized her

Your on fire.. your on fire

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Separating your body from your face then eating your name,

Your lyres are cheat so hold your pen open your book-let

Never letting go, although sometimes i slip

Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Leave your running to your mamma,

Ima go until my arm's sore

Your eyes it's my paradise, your