This is a song about "Fucking birches"

Fucking painting picture

Even if you not a stripper

And this will be the song that we sing

And blast you with his fucking

Only fucking geniuses drowning

So if it comes down, may the best man win

When is it gonna fucking learn?

Don't regurgitate my sperm

I'll scream my fucking head off

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Can’t you hear that

Be fucking specific

Just caking and fucking

Don't want to be the king

You don't mean that, you faggot

Yeah i fucking do it