This is a song about "Go naco care"

Sellin to kids without a fukin care,

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

But knowing that you care

From out of nowhere

And got her room number, you can find me there

That my stomach's in need of emergency care,

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

Say what you say i don't care

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

Dont care about the hate

Right, now you say you don't care

Might as well prepare

I don't care any more about spelling i care about ass kicking

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Why even bother to pretend that you care,

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share