Sword Guy
The government sucks
The establishment sucks
Society fuckin sucks
But the devil? Fuckin sick, dude

The government sucks
Big capital sucks
Society fuckin sucks
But the devil’s fuckin sick, dude

The mall that I pay my dues in
The sanctum I buy my shoes and
The dopest shit you had ever seen before, my guy you know it

This hot topic’s a time capsule
Vintage polaroid of like ’04
And I stood at the black countertops as if they were an alter

Cause the government sucks
Big capital fuckin sucks
Society fuckin sucks my guy
But the devil? The devil’s fuckin sick, dude
He’s got like a marmot’s head…
Do you know what a marmot is?
I mean, neither do I, but, fuck
This shit looks fuckin sick dude

My heart is as cold as the ice, like the ice in the parking lot but also hard
Like the concrete that mixes with the ice, in the mall, in the parking lot

The pigs and the pit lions set to fight now and the gladiator he is set to go down
Cause bro I’m like an even bigger lion, like a liger and instead of claws I’ve got like twelve fucking swords

Cause the government sucks
Big capitol fuckin sucks
Society fuckin sucks, my guy
But the devil’s fuckin cool
I’m losing my grip, again
On confiscated contraband
Oh, I’m gonna be sick
I swear, I’m gonna be so fuckin sick, dude, sick as hell

Like an angel in the night, but not that boring kind of angel
Bro, my wings are made of swords and I’ve got horns instead of halos
Lucifer beseech me, help me defeat my enemies
Don’t be my Orochimaru, be my Jiraiya, maybe?

I mean. he doesn’t have like, snakes for arms or anything so I think I’m good, right? I’m fine. This is fine. This is the devil. This is definitely the devil. I mean- he straight up said “yes, I am the guy that you just said” and I said the devil… so?
Oh, seed guy or war guy? Fuck you, I’m a sword guy
The streak is au natural, you know I don’t do dyes
Big boss never helped me. Fuck that, who needs billions?
Oh, who fucking cares when we’re all just civilians?
Well, wouldn’t you know!
Well, wouldn’t you know!

A little knight come to find lord bazathrax of beer before liquor
Those tender thoughts I do refine, I am the one that you seek, so come hither