This is a song about "Coffee fart"

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

'cause she #lost #breath by how my creepy fart smelled...

I just wanna take you out for coffee tell you things are okay

I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay

Game over to a federals addict to coffee i must say

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

He got hit up that same night

With a coffee and we end it like

Chat so much shit you should speak threw a fart

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

I make art while your shits rusty soundin worse than a dusty fart

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

Hipster revolutionaries sittin' with coffee, equality,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

And i put you on the team

Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.