This is a song about "Bong water"

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

The water from the past is the same water in the present

With a bong fully loaded

I regret some shit i did

You just gotta be strong

Smack a bong, rip the gong

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

And i walk in to hear the smell of a fresh bong,

Pull out the bong, that i own,

Soon as i come home

Than drank that wine which is ex water,

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

This is walter, fresh above the water

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her