This is a song about "Dan tudors mum"

Frightening, so fucking frightening

Mum you can do it, it's a long time coming,

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

When will dad be home, mum? i don't know

This is more about nothing, i'm the fucking show

Like it was a pass from dan marino

Mum and dad dintnt like it

Cause we done did that

To throw it all away

A foster mum while they

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

Dan ghostt, i'm back with no trace,

You're that secret place

So slim davy please call up your mum

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come