This is a song about "Quirk"

My mom identifies it as a poisonous habit,

For the sake of the planet, don't lay in waste like a faggot

Id fight you but you'd probably use mace, incase you didn't know,

A tic-tac, sittin there lieing on your back, ya, now you know whats up, so

Powerball winnings on eighty bentleys -- whole thing lasts me about a week

Alright that shit i know was weak, but by the end of the week, youll become a freak,