This is a song about "1940 amp amp"

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

Hello everyone, the party's begun

Like the first nintendo, the blinking red light

So why don't you take a step inside

Ask her address she holla saks fifth

I tear pussies open, they need stitches

I feel good, i look great

So slim davy throw me the tape

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

Hey how you doing, im doing fine

Start whine, my gyal, start whine

Over me the same peeps that have died

But im just here for the ride