Last night the rain was heavy and the slosh you left behind
Ran down the mountain and almost drowned me alive
We are deceived because your smile is nice
You are the cheese on the trap and we are the mice
My fellas are falling one after one
Your tempting sugar got em outta your way
It's not your power what has got you here
But our weakness is how you get fed
I am the last man standing in this rotten fort
Call me whatever because i stand for my ground
Shall I embrace defeat or fight till I die?
This tick is itchy and is hurting my back