This is a song about "Getting caught wanking by your mum"

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

By the way, hotel room number 218, yup that's the place i fucked his mum in

And getting songs signed by minors

Let's enjoy our younger years

Listen deeper than the music before you put it in a box, wolf gang

Picking food out the trash while your mum is fucking a hobo next to the trash can

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Got their mummy and caught their carriage, damaged by earth's kids

Life has put her to the test

You caught me staring at your chest,

Getting fucked by the tenth bull

You can end this verse premature

Gettin caught by the cop

Let me see you walk

Someone always getting shot, the killer doesn't get caught

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop