This is a song about "Her beuty"

Cos it reminds her of her dad helps her rewind the time

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

This how i hear it different

And make her fall on her face and

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Hit her and quit her, then i threw her in the river

Flyer then the rest of them

Her eyes stay low call her asian

You told me god was the answer

Damn i think i love her

Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law

He drags her to a stall, beats her, and kicks her in her jaw,

Look in the mirror

So instead i leave her

And it's all thanks to her

We're made for each other