This is a song about "Fill"

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

Keep going till i get my fill

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Just a sad little man tryin to fill a giant's cup

I have enough whisky to fill this desire

You ever paid attention in there? me either

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

Fill a glass, discussing universal healthcare

Fill you gas tank with fucking fear

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

I've only started there's so many caskets to fill

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill

Nothing to fill the void of emptiness

Together all the timethought it was true love