This is a song about "Mom s shitty cable"

On the cable channel

This bag is from seattle

My attitude is shitty i show city joy

But now its bottles at them tables, bring the models boy

Not being with her makes me feel shitty.

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

You soundin a little shitty fool,

I don't kiss and tell, that's so middle school

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

Cable tv, electric methadone

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Once as a slave who imagined being free

I'm scary, cable guy like larry