This is a song about "A breakup song"

I made a song at camp

I start to think it's all planned

Baby soon as we get home, it won't take us too long

Sometimes my name's a mystery from me like a song

Power-struggle to come through with a song/

But bitch you dumb as fuck to right from wrong

So i decided to write a song

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

You bitch'll need a tampon by the end of this little song

And when i'm long gone, whole crew sing a swan song

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

Just got off a breakup, man that shit's a jaded shakeup/