This is a song about "Laughin"

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

I'm laughin at em while i'm wallin out o' lord.

Pray to god i'm laughin' my side hurts, this epiphany my mind lurks

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

I'm laughin' to the bank my girl's halle berry

Think you're matchin me? man goddamn you doin stand up? cause got me laughin see

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

It's disastrous, i'm laughin', your lack of talent's a casket