This is a song about "Chuck taylors"

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

The throw up in my mouth i'm gonna chuck

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

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Imma just chuck in a couple of random words

Cause she's playing both roles like her occupation was dyke, fucking right

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

So i ain't giving a fuck

To be trucker's to chuck

Man up girl nigga, i don't give a fuck

How much wood could a wood chuck chuck

You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but

Bizarro, my carro, i borrowed from chuck