This is a song about "Ambivalent violence"

Weed smoke, booze and violence

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

And violence towards others

This ones for the lovers

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

It's for the high crime rates for all that gang bang violence,

No need to coach me, i'm ambivalent

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

They grow up in cycles of poverty and violence,

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

There would be no violence, nowhere in anyplace

Its the circle of tyrants and the circle of violence,

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

You don't know nothing about me, you're ambivalent/

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk