This is a song about "Fuck you i won t do what you tell me"

From verse one you can tell that i won/

I can only imagine

Off of planking, tell me what in the fuck are you thinking?

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

I mean who the fuck is you to tell me what to do,

There's nothing man made than can make it just you

"excuse me sir what can i do for you?"

She gonna dance when that molly through

When i tell them what i do, they say "you must be tripping,"

No commentary my man, i come out swinging

Mama made her pretty

You dont see what you do to me

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Off a plank, and tell me what in the fuck are you thinking

I dont know what you want me to do,

Silent momentman, i been missing you