This is a song about "Farmers with no swearing"

With no wings, feeling sly

That's the window into the sky

Who think that swearing is the best weapon.

And last but not least please don't tell no one

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

No thoughts of consequences with no concsience he

With no problems to tell

Shows to do, got record to sell

I'm a son of a gun

Like a story with no lesson

We spend it, with no shame

You're not usin' your brain

I don't like you touching my things that's why i'm cursing and swearing

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

With another tab open swearing from my keyboard

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford