Kill 'Em All


Cryptic.
To my keys of solomonic pride
Want to fuck..?
Let's go for a virtual ride.

I went to the bank.
They all made fun of me
When I just made
150 off my music
Just for moving my cheeks.

I'm ready to fight
And I'll fuck you up
Mace
Flamethrower
And a brass ring
I keep in my pocket.

Sorry.
Terrorists .....
You're not so scary at all
Compared to me
Magneto
And His Holy Grail.

Sorry
Also
FOR all the people I've EIGHTED
Goodbye
To your love
Goodbye
To your future wishes.