This is a song about "Eric blaha is a fuck boy"

Boy, boy fuck the chorus for now, fuck man, you'll have to bring yo' muhfuckin ears out

Sounding like i'm coked out, squad get blowjobs from high scores its a blowout

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

A " d boy ", the town i'm representin is de-troit

What i'm tryna say is that battier's a gay boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

Have to move that bitch so far she need a postcard

To the moon, and not owe anyone, boy, cuz boy, thats just what the fuck i do.

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

I’m just saying they’re mad cause i don’t make much

Munch. this is lunch, fuck a mallet, punch,

Life is like a pair of dice and boy do i love gambling

If you ain't wearing no color, can't nobody say nothing