This is a song about "About love and getting hurt"

I spent my whole life getting hurt and abused

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Its not about getting connections,

'cause we're getting paid, and they're getting pissed!

They get one season poppin', at least he's being honest

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

In hope to sever the curse and end all the hurt

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Who cares about hearts and love

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

But than i stuck it in and she said it hurt,

Babies turn into shooters

I hurt people worse and worse

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

Our love for each other was about to just about too expire