This is a song about "Could be mine"

Pictures of you on my wall no glue, no tape but just cum plastered

Or i could be the father you and you could be the bastard

Fuck it! i'll be signing people and be making them mine,

Blowing bands in that strip club, count it up in your down time

What a solution could be,

Now i can draw your face up pretty

See if your could last a day in these shoes of mine

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

She going to borrow some money

One two three, what could it be

Just woke up and screamed, fuck the world

I could be brian and you could be stewart

Wish that i could be allowed

Cars? got to whip it out

Smash your spine, slash n' bind, so you could feel the wrath of mine

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time