This is a song about "Your mothing"

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

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

Your family, your friends,

To increase my ends

Ill cut your thtroat, chop your head and pluck out your eyes,

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

Separating your body from your face then eating your name,

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

Conjure your fears kill your parents become your foster

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

I used to have a nine to five