This is a song about "Just for you"

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door

There you go, just what ya bitchs been lookin for

I'd do anything for you, i just damn near sold my soul,

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

You start just racing and pacing and you wait for the start,

Just gotta be proud for what you created

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

I just wanna take you out for coffee tell you things are okay

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

For you the motherfucking pain just might not be,

Y'all just waiting for godot, did you get to the end?

And we gotta win, she wanna be my friend

Drop you and posse, just for a hobby

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see