This is a song about "Chuck taylors"

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

Then cut your troat in your night, and take a chuck out of your ear with a big bite.

You could chuck all of his shit

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

I thought it'd get better but

Now go get your boyfriend chuck

The throw up in my mouth i'm gonna chuck

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Bizarro, my carro, i borrowed from chuck

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

If a wood chuck could chuck wood

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Imma just chuck in a couple of random words

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Fuck what you think of me i would rather chuck than to change a little part of me