This is a song about "Fucking the shit out of her"

I got out of the deep end and said to her that i was leaving

And so it's back to mcdonald's and every month dealing

Tell her family she ran away to the out back of northern territory

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

Grillin shit out of the fridge and we don't know how old,

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

She jumps out the front seat of her boyfriend's truck

Keepin death on the top of my mind, checking out her body from behind,

Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the ferrari kind

I beat the fucking shit out of my dad when i was twelve/

I never back up like cleo lemon on myself