This is a song about "I do heroin and fuck sluts"

What the fuck do i say to psychologists and social workers?

Got no fear in no officer, they be scared of them doctors

Yal would drop these theories to the cement and he'll still be shooting heroin

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

Roast to dusk, i don't give two fucks like cloned celibate sluts

Now i say fuck the world and just do me.

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Cause i can't believe i lost my virginity to you

Man shut the fuck up, and let me do what i do

What the fuck do i do

Man, girl thank you

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

But i never knew how that made me lesser than sluts and mutts,

I take my sluts diamonds and pawn it

But i'm leaving town in a little bit