This is a song about "People who cut in line"

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

But in people eyes i'm just a residence who never gonna be right.

They cut like wolverine on the line of albino gunpowder

Tell them that your sorry, you're a cow, took a fuckin' shower

Who takes out people like you

Raised by a momma who, who

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

People standing in line, waiting for a chance to berate me

This music’s for people who just feel always stuck in a slump,

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Who look down on the common people and spit in they faces,

In which are people who believes in one,

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women