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

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

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

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

Stupid shit about her using her fucking penis pump

I'm gettin help for this addiction, now golf ain't important

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

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

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Fuckin' beat the shit out of him, watch 'em talk smack after,

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

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

But how do you get the shit beat out of you

Let that bitch give me head and kick her out of the damn house

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse