This is a song about "Gen root words"

Listen to the fucking words

Shout out bobby on hundreds

Everybody loves to root for a nuisance

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

At the root of the tree that isaac newton

I just don't have the words

The birds i knew flip birds

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

Anything worse than my words

That try to chase these skirts

That people can't find real words

I grew up with no dad, and that's the root of this behavior,

I was sitting on the couch reading yellow paper

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Everybody loves to root for a nuisance, hit the earth like an asteroid