This is a song about "Girl for fine as red wine"

You burnett's while i'm a fine wine.

So let's have a toast, everything fine

And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud

Been working overtime, anytime's fine for me to let out/

Fuck it, good thing i got a chauffeur

The world isn't as red as you think, october

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

Girth as it turns into ur turf, two pints of punchline will do just fine

You get paid for that girl

And he, what's his name, earl

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

You fine as two grapes gettin' stomped out by a giant cask

From sipping all of this red wine

You better get yours fore i reach mine