This is a song about "Jeff frag robots"

I think found where your mind was

You a young jeff bridges,

Of dissecting jeff beck into small compact sections

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

Compose like mozart dispose of robots aloha send postcards

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

People know not but still they grind and work like robots,

So she kisses the stars

Bringing up fucking ro-bots