This is a song about "Luke the polishman"

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Hop off the bus

Where the fuck the chorus

I told him get his 9 and run

The bigger the the fun

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

And i can't help but stare, cause

When they hear me rocking the groove

From the gutter to the roof

Thinkin of the the dreams

Hate it when i leave

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Before you sign, you’ll be blind if you’ve been broke

Luke im not ur father

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her