This is a song about "Pulling cones in menai bp"

Another 5, eli won't even be there

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

And with these thoughts i feel the goodness slowly pulling away.

Your wife's opened a new store, store's got a new mans cones,

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

And we still got kids pulling out blades and kitchen knives/

You're uncool like my mother kin

Pulling people from position

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

I'm pulling all the strings, son, you feel the tension

I'm at the top pulling the strings like guitar players,

I refuse to be another being on this earth

I'mma about to mess up all of itjust dont say another word

Don't forget you're the one pulling the bullshit that's so absurd