This is a song about "Ang and her boyfriend"

A shouting match lit the malignant glint in greg’s eyes( her boyfriend)

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

And make her fall on her face and don't be a retard

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Her boyfriend joey emerges from the christmas tree he’s finished recording.

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

She took one more cut to the throat to end it all but then her boyfriend

Her boyfriend, she throws the phone against the wall out of anger then

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

All of whom took her to their place and mauled her.

Let the crowd choose who can fucking last longer

Chop off her noggin and her motherfucking clitoris

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this