This is a song about "Fuck you we re cool you re not"

Its totally up you but will you please re survey

Foreplay rewardin' her on her long day

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

Re-write till my words perfectly are what you recite,

I can taste the salt from my tears

Drivin a hearse, re birthed, through death,

The fuck is up, nothing punk, you think that fucking you're cool

Cause everybody know all of my niggas with me skipped school

But got comma’s in my statement

Gotta re-route over this hump,

Cause bitch, i'm big business

While re-sealing your stitches

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

Now some people might find this weird but you re not really scared