This is a song about "Melvins peniz in sams moth swashing around he bites it"

He grabbed hold of it and stood up in astonishment that he was saved

But at least, my spit dont taste like yeast, more like minty tooth paste, what a waste,

Jeah! it's like the whole bird gang's in here, like kurt cobain's was here

Barged in an saw it all, as he ran towards her she whispered in his ear

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

He sat around all day in his lazy boy.

He does it 3a.m like shady got their carcasses in caskets

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

It landed in my left hand while he started going south

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

He sat around all day in his lazy boy.

I'll keep on moving and tryna get out

Thought he'd catch his breath before he came back around,