Slacken - Truckfighters

He juggles with the

Slacken warhead

Superb the narrative

The ground is all red

A combination

A sense in the battlefield

It makes the madman

Surrounded by a shield

The slacken warhead makes me go

In pieces and explode

Ain’t no game reload

He kept a secret

From his family

He was a bandit

You got to transmit

It’s neck or nothing

Could be a blessing

Seal of approval

This is the closure

The slacken warhead makes me go

In pieces and explode