This is a song about "Evils spirits haunting a little boys night"

And think about on openings, a ring taunting, haunting,

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

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

I'm ill and void, still devoid of a realer joy of pealin' boys

Gets home after a night out

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

A dollar and tell her to stop it i don't fuhh with boys like

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

People speak as if they need me, they deceitful inside

I suffocated the little motherfucking punk last night.

Vicious lyrics lift my spirits

Look, i tried to call it quits

I'm a cocky little cunt

And more than confident