This is a song about "Meeting a new kid"

Resin sharing with a dick kid

To seize everything you ever wanted

Have a kid, have disease

I'm why baby mamas leave

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

There’s whisperings around these parts of a new kid

But i was a stupid little kid

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Fantasies of you in submission, freaky positions

New recipes and a few new fucking dominions.

Got my clothes togeather had a meeting with universal

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

So here is a mop and a bucket now go clean up the bathroom

It's all be over soon, and with a silver spoon you'll be meeting your doom.

I have a father, he didn't leave me as a kid

Young and dumb, or even old and stupid