This is a song about "My boyfriend"

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Her boyfriend joey emerges from the christmas tree he’s finished recording.

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

She took one more cut to the throat to end it all but then her boyfriend

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Man it’s the killer tracks

Keepin everything to there selves like ye, vincent moved.

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

When she brings home a new boyfriend her brother will be asking so many questions,

But it wasnt worth it cause now im gettin stared down by guys who wanna fuck my buns,

They say nothings ever free

These my rhymes and my story