This is a song about "Brush"

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

I got my soul straight, i brush your mouth like colgate

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

They get you up off your feet, brush the crap off your shoulder/

Carolina where i made it from

Then the next we brush rock bottom

When will all this weight on my shoulders brush off?

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

I never crack i got that chap stick

Brush by the bleak brick by brick

Number 2 pencil or picasos brush

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

There is blood shes not clean i tell her to brush her teeth

I got my soul straight, i brush your mouth like colgate

Just ya picture though, you still taped in a lake