This is a song about "Choosing who to lobe"

// [who they came to see]

Hey, must be the money

Bite his right ear lobe, but the other guy got his pistol.

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

So beware and be careful choosing your words fag

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

I'm choosing to dance, but i can't dance like jason d

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

As to who owns this and who goes where

The man who wanted to change

Said her hearts, in a cage

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

Bite his right ear lobe, but the other guy got his pistol.