This is a song about "Audi tt"

Fry them up like potatoes

She's bad and she knows

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

Or the comb in my head enough said we need the bread

Im just so fucking depressed,

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Behemoth brontosaurus bones boil in tar baths

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

I do it to cover up my pain

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Learning fast the way is sink or swim

If he keep going, pass the torch to him

Superhero cover

Say bye bye to her

See the one percent know that they're in the upper section,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin