This is a song about "Cracking open a cold one with the boys"

Show up solo to the action like what the fuck is cracking

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Winter fresh with every breath like the shivering cold

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

But you not the one of a kind,open your eyes,

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

With legs open further than a ditch if you can afford it's,

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

And i'll knuckle up with any fucking one of you fuck boys

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

I see the addict, the alcoholic with golden flask out cold,

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Ducks with the quack quack noise, fuck all the quack pack boys

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys

Who 's the say i won't rule one day and open the schools and say

If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day