This is a song about "Fuck boy taint"

You troubled boy,your keep getting pushed in the lockers little gay boy,skinny as fuck

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

On how when you turned a fuck boy and the same day i turned celibate

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

Boy, boy fuck the chorus for now, fuck man, you'll have to bring yo' muhfuckin ears out

Mike, you think i'll mike out/ but i got you bank account, what do you doubt/

We go skate, rape sluts and eat donuts from randy

You fuck her in the ass, oh shit that your boy manny

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

And destroy any fuck boy who been pumpin the game with estrogen/

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

To the moon, and not owe anyone, boy, cuz boy, thats just what the fuck i do.

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due