This is a song about "Pop punk bands"

He was acting like a hardcore punk

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Pirelli on my tires, call me 6 bands

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

Reaper why did you take away all of the good bands?

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Pop another volume

Self made coming soon

Dropped out of high school to be a dope head punk

It's late and you stuck in my basement

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

On the corner, a old bitch dropped fifty bands

I got a green bag with them blue strands

And understand i work hard to make these bands.

Shit i'm about to murder this punk

Since napster the sales been crashin' and