This is a song about "Durgs and shrooms"

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

Eating shrooms on a cruze with gin and juice

And don't ever (and don't ever)

I can't touch her, so for pleasure

And remember what i said and

Put the purp in the blunt

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

But that's what he liked her

And don't ever (and don't ever)

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment