This is a song about "Hurtin feelings"

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Before we see it's hard to live

Give us this day, our daily bread

Insidious feelings of dread

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Fuck a personal foul, i'm just hurtin' 'em now

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

It's curtains, i'm inadvertently hurtin' you

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Behind curtains watchin the world hurtin from a distance

Out of this coviction of feelings

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

I don't give a fuck about feelings,