This is a song about "Coyote tango"

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

Our friendship grew, we were another's half

You got some half baked lyrics

She likes the way it hits her lips

Cause you got your dream too, whether it be in a race car or playing guitar/

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

No one even know the half,

But you don't have a chance

Yea it look official

And double to triple

They gotta point em out baby

At the age of fuckin three