This is a song about "Fat and angry"

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

And they just make me angry so i’m crazy, maybe i’m cynical,

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

Faces laced and barren with hate, they carry fat baggage

I was angry and sad

All i need is the notepad

Non dependent, was way too old, was angry and hateful, oh,

I ain't really famous but the ladies need my picture though

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

And i was pretty angry at the government of us americans,

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away

When i saw you away, so angry and with few words to say