This is a song about "Im stuck picking up the pieces"

Cuz im like the exorcist stuck in a back bend,

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

I would know cuz im stuck on the stair

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Stuck in the matrix im chillin' with god and satan

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

Eaten leaves and picking my nose but now im fucking weeping/

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

Cut him up, put the pieces in a case

Lifestyles of the kid who never had shit

You stuck in coach while im flying, driving, in the cock pit,

She can make a pimp fall in love

I slice you up into pieces

Theres probably subtext, are you picking it up

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck