This is a song about "Hey dude"

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

"goddam dude he's legit!"

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Paranoid as fuck i approach the dude

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Leave that other fucking dude

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

You should be with some other dude

I must go like fly route

Society telling me to not be a sap, dude.

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Pockets probably like fried food

You just can't beat me dude,