This is a song about "Home free sweet pea woopie morning tea"

Your content is fucked up,what the fuck is gay tea?

We came.. way too far pretty baby

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

Home of the free and land of the wicked

Every morning in the mirror

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Preferably judge free?

C’mon and let’s chill baby

You know...you know who you are

Weed for the swisher, tea mixed with liquor

I was born to do the damn thing

You wake the next morning

Ill keep it short and sweet

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Her voice was soft and sweet,

Cause they right down the street