This is a song about "Over"

I'm gettin discouraged with her

So fuck this chorus aint over

We’re all over here, their all over there,

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

My records sell, yes sir

It was all shattered and over

Your over worrying

I was born to do the damn thing

Those days are fucking over

Two chains, two guns, he bipolar

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

To my mind madness taking over

You appear as if you care

Over here, money over there

One blink and its over

Just need my eyes lower