This is a song about "Go naco care"

No medal here, i'm well aware

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

U got all them drums in there

And somehow we don't care,

That my stomach's in need of emergency care,

Ain't no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair

I'm a form a petition, someone gotta be listening

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

If you don’t like it i don’t care go fuck yourself

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Right, now you say you don't care

Turn around and then you flip your hair