This is a song about "Afternoon in boston"

Fluoride in our toothpaste in the water

They go major, the flow is no longer

He appreciates your support

Boston, threw the tea overboard

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Then speed it up, this playing in the background

Every afternoon not wanting to be around

Sandy hook didn't happen boston marathon jeez

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

I eat you like a afternoon snack, and i pour in the side glass some jack/

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

The boy gets home late in the afternoon