This is a song about "Fell and i trip"

We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies

I fell on my hands, and she fell on her knees

Who fell and dwells in hell and rots

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

I never fell down and i’m always proud

How i'm outgoing but don't be going out

She can make a pimp fall in love

I fell in and drowned in her juices,

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door

Trip to croatia and it's all paid for,

I fell on my hands, and she fell on her knees

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

And take a vacation to trip abroad

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Where would i be without my dogs

Who fell and dwells in hell and rots