This is a song about "I hate to tell her hes mine forever"

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

And these lames will forever hate/

How can i really hate her?

Just to let you know, you are

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

Conscious, mind is designed to realign time and tell ya im ahead of mine,

I cant seem to make her mine

Save some, save none at the same time

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

There is blood shes not clean i tell her to brush her teeth

I should tell her not to follow us.

Sometimes i feel so worthless

Smashed her to bits, she must hate me...

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

On the sofa, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time

To realign time and tell ya that im ahead of mine.