This is a song about "Passed round like 2s on a fag"

See i can only love you when you undressed

She going crazy round that pole like it a fuck fest

Pointing the mag now you're running like a fag

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

With a fag dont know to act

Slowly round me gathers a crowd

I've got nothin' to worry about

Never seen a creator consulting his users all the others are faggots, all the others are losers

Your mother was a baby boomer i fucked her on a table at hooters and passed her to my shooters

Did i even have a plan? now it feels like my life's passed

Always on the road again, with omega or the band

You good man, we don't want you

You spinning 'round like a fuckin screw