This is a song about "Natalie and ralf"

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Took the van, went snatch her

And nasty remains and bones

I got alotta phones

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

Social conditioning and

And like to boast and brag

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt