This is a song about "Lexington and concord"

And don't ever (and don't ever)

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Grab the scissors and saws and

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

I had beautiful words but girls never listened

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

And don't ever (and don't ever)

I thought i recognized her

Muskets and swords at lexington and concord

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

Good kids make bad grown ups

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts