This is a song about "Me myself"

I can taste the salt from my tears

They asking me to be myself

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

So fuckin real that not even myself could top me

Never meant to make your daughter to cry

When in fact its just me, myself and i

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Need myself a twin midget so i can have a mini me,

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

I'm doing this for me, myself, and i, fags,

Take me away on a journey to find myself

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends

Let me rideuntil i get free

Free myself from the people around me.

Leave these thoughts to me, myself and i

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die