This is a song about "Brenndon way"

If you out there let me hear you say

Commanding things to be my way

In a different way

To throw it all away

Observe: cock and spray

Get up out out my way

U feel sum type of way,

And all of that was okay

Stackin that lettuce since way way back when

Semetex said we’re good, and we’re good then

For a perfect mother’s day

I want to live my way

Get in the mood on blacc friday

Even in the strangest way.

You must be feeling some typa way

Morty let me use the maybach back in may