This is a song about "Ashlee please go on a date with me"

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Please, go back home and come up with some better words

With a daughter looking up to me always screaming "go daddy!"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

I need a cold sprite with some ice please

Please don't call me a hugger

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

With all that shit on me you could never go wrong

For tryin' to communicate through a song

It's all over now, take it like a man

You could date grenades still wouldn't go with a bang

And all the extra love that you gave mei wish i could take the pain away

You spitting like you on tour tryna please the crowd with a pleasant say

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean