This is a song about "Bums"

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

Dont vibe with bums... i'll bite my tongue and rip it out

Packing a gun to punk you whackest of bums with no answers for son

It's the way we've adapted, though fuck it i made it happen

Packing guns, n' tackling bums.

But most times darling the sequel sucks

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

They had discovered how matter can't be broken, now them bums