I spread this fool on my bread like savoury,
I deliver you pain like french bakery's,
when I'll throw a molotov on your shabby shack,
you'll suffer from a burn-out like ex-pyromaniacs,
come on man, who are ya trying to fool?
the only ese's you see are project-assignments at school,
and quit writing those played lines,
or I'll be forced to put your life on the lines...

That's enough for ya...