This is a song about "Jeff robots"

Thought this was forever love

You a young jeff bridges,

Bringing up fucking ro-bots

You pull up in parking lots

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

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Of dissecting jeff beck into small compact sections

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Compose like mozart dispose of robots aloha send postcards