This is a song about "Bashing mitch"

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

So vivid i gotta hitlist i never miss fists bashing faces making a misfit

I'm bashing your fantasy like wood to a fairy otter

I'm haunted by the thoughts of being husband, or a father

Losing affection between my fingers, bashing on singers, whos lyrics lingers in my ear,

Like your a machine without a heart your working , like im talking , and telling you how i feel

Ambitious like tony or mitch

Yeah, we get this cabbage