This is a song about "Fucking cows"

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

Be fucking specific

Fucking maggot fucking a faggot

Cause ya'll spittin that wack shit

Only fucking geniuses drowning

I was born to do the damn thing

We no longer close or nothing

Dry land , but its my fucking

Cows in the slaughterhouse

In 2 to 6 hours

Like animals rutting, loving, lusting, fucking,

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Please hold your applause

I'll scream my fucking head off

Then you're fucking confused,

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop