This is a song about "Jeff frag robots"

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

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

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Of dissecting jeff beck into small compact sections

Bringing up fucking ro-bots

Fucking each others moms

Always knew where the pot was

You a young jeff bridges,

Compose like mozart dispose of robots aloha send postcards

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