This is a song about "Glove"

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

With a freddie cruger glove peeling at your meat

Unless it's with a glove you see

Than the muse of a family

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

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

Cause i can bring you to your dreams like jesus

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

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

Together all the timethought it was true love