This is a song about "Glove"

Unless it's with a glove you see

Knowing you can no longer party

But at least we're smart enough to wear a rubber "glove".

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

Fuck all the movies about love they can shove it up a glove or down a somebody's dove

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

With a freddie cruger glove peeling at your meat

I'm a motherfucking beast see me in your sleep

So i took the knife and slit my hand right through the glove,

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love