This is a song about "Experience with love"

And id like to love her with affection

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

By study, instruction, or experience

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

I'm in love with taty, yes

Yes sir, please confess

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Track of tough love with tattered seems

Fell in love with a monster

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

I love embarrassing other people with poetry

I don't fuck with that same love shit

It shows i know a bit

You lack experience, knowledge and your inferior

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her