This is a song about "Everything wrong with society"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Now don't get me wrong, there's nothing wrong with the technology,

With all that shit on me you could never go wrong

Baby soon as we get home, it won't take us too long

When you can't hear me with your ears, cause society is defining

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Fucked around and messed with the wrong stranger.

"contemplate", i wrote about her

But there's nothin' wrong with that, in fact here's a posthumous beer!

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

Can't win with this distopian society

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

And i like my marijuana bright

What's wrong with rhyming for the dark side,

Pictures and everything! genital entry with syllables and everything!

Smoke that weed then we do the damn thang every evening evening