This is a song about "1940 amp amp amp amp"

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Keep it coming, booze, weed, hookers, im buying

Do not attempt to interfere

Don't worry, nothing to fear

We are on a great run

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

The vision is quite clear

Making fun of a queer

350 on the stove and it's 90 outside

But im just here for the ride

Yeah hail mary full of grace

So i cum in her face