This is a song about "Cleaning at 2am"

And you all will respect that

You know where i be at

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Aint no easy task cleaning up the wild west.

I also have a cutie to call

To love me at all at all

Swinging at open wounds at the wrist

Now i’m armed and i’m fayetnam’s finest

But you never come when you period is five days

With handfuls of razor blades i'm cleaning you with mace

I love women, air max's and liquor stores

But im cleaning you of bars like chores

Take her where the couch at

There's crack, there's crack