This is a song about "California girls"

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

To my level of hell, this california hotel,

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

Back in california i've seen dead bodies end up in the dumpster

This is hiii-power since the eddie bauer, i’ve been popular

And now that i’m getting money

Wishing girls would fucking like me

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

Could i make you my baby

Now that girls over me

California girl, i'm feeling right at home

You gotta learn how to walk on your own