This is a song about "Friday dinner whole grain taco wrap with sauteed reindeer and cashew nuts"

Eyes super clear, you looking in the mirror

I'm with three girls at once, call it a 3 course dinner/

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

Woo-hah, got you all in check

With an ar-16 and shoot up the whole fucking lobby

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Friday with some ace of spades side ways drunk in love

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff

Tell her i'll be there friday with her pimp, about to fuck her,

Rock them bitches once then forgot about ‘em forever

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

And the paranoia's clutch was enough to rupture nuts

Wrap my arms around you and cuddle.

Aren't you somethin', an original

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab

And by the celophane is type of plastic wrap