This is a song about "Met a girl at a party"

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

Party in your head there a club in your dread

Ain't a fucking party until someone throws up

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

There's a party i gotta go too

Now i gotta exit after you

My all gold rolly or the

I met this girl named mariana

With less people liking you than a pauly shore party

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

After a night of barcadi, booze, a party ruse with gentlemen pretends

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Welcome to fagville, population: you, and your girl at the motel. isn't life a hell?

Snakes ain't got enough nuts to replace mesittin in this, livin hell, listenin to niggas yell