This is a song about "Houston slabs"

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

Cool young kings trying to make a name houston is where we came

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Acute, how you try to refute, obtuse fludes like juice dudes sip through in hous-ton/

They send us packin to houston and still they can't save her life.

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

And grab me and the crew a few slabs of beers