This is a song about "Mondie s whorish ways"

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

All the the errors of our ways,

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Driving my car to a foreign place

Pinning and sticks in its ways

They say that i never cease to amaze

Just all them fucking low life teacher ways.

Woo-hah, got you all in check

Either ways it's perfect

And i got them gold bottles, first place

Where the wave, show me the ways,

All this paper i fold

S queezys very bold