This is a song about "A pothead"

Just a warning not a threat

Like a church in debt

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

Hard to move on when you always regret one

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

I'm a liar, i'm a sinner

I'm a winner, i'm a loner.

Your careers over, he’s slumped over

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

I'll be nothin' but a replica lookin' in the mirror

I'm about to snap

What a bummer, what a drag

Hit a bitch, gain a stitch

Forever you my bottom bitch

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

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