This is a song about "Golf"

To understand that the fucking faggot didn't like me much

I am the one ...i am above the law out playin golf wid the judge,

When you can't make a hit even on a golf range

While half my mental belongs in a cage

So much green my new car should be a golf cart

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh

Feeling ripped off, like ya went to college and majored in professional disc golf

So much green my new car should be a golf cart

The vacancy that sat in my heart

This isnt golf this is a blisterin' assault

Dirty crack pipes lit, bullshit to stop, halt