This is a song about "I thought you were my true friend"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

My dreams with her were flushed/i'm about to start giving up i thought she

You need more grease in your hair, so they weaves you

Your last weeks news, thought my emotions was true

My brain is playing games, i thought "anonymoose" and "failure" were synonymous,

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

That's why i never claimed i was the best

You know that shit is my best friend.

Coming at me so soft that i thought you were queer

I have your hearts as if i stabbed it with a spear

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

My love, for you, will remain forever true.

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

And now i see that you were just a fake friend