This is a song about "Hippies"

I hang with a bunch of hippies and wacky tobacco planters

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

When you thinking about breakfast i'm heating up my dinner

Wit me be like 50 trippy hippies and they all consider

Trippy music for modern hippies like i'm in the kooks

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules