Torch lit
Broke hinge off the door kick
Y’all wanna force shit
Words turn to war quick
So build your fortress
Zar reigns remorseless
Rode in on horses
Four fucking horses
We are the formless
Never could we warn this
You cannot form this
This is what your born with
Big body Porsche shit
Moving like its godspeed
Fuck your side
Ima make sure they all bleed
What will befall me
Past luck I mask up
I fuck fans so
You can get your mouth fucked
Im like a brinks truck
Seat back and heat tucked
You want a war well, lets fucking link up