This is a song about "Moonshine enforcement"

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

Sandy beaches and starlight moonshine walks

You're a vestige that's meant to end, so full stop, you're sentenced and

Lives to be lost papers more important enforcement endorsed with outa warrant

Non cooperative with any law enforcement operative

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

Hassled by many law enforcement inquisitors

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers

We're sick of law enforcement and all the cases they beat,

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet