This is a song about "Iffy"

Iffy hippie, puffin' on bud, busy bustin' his slugs cause he likes noise

With nothing on his mind but an empty rhyme bowl and a whining voice

Resistance is futile the feeling is mutual

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

And now you turn the "explore" disputable