This is a song about "Beth the slut"

Fucking slut, mutt... maybe if you didn't rut

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

You're the last slut i want to be with,

I stab you in the gut and than fuck your slut

I wouldn't fuck another girl out of the club

Paid well, like she supposed to, i'm a made man

Get drunk, fuck a slut, and break out the cam

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

But she’s a slut she’s whore

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

I got it mixed up with a big slut suckin' dick with the hiccups

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup

Oh, slow. make it flow...down by the river and crying all over the pit. that slut

"put that slut back in the trash bin/

I love your ambition