This is a song about "Racked up"

Fun, sucks that i'm too tall for the tub

Grease hot feeling, boys burning up

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

I should have known from the start boy

We dated, we broke up

They like talking, its like gossip

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Yum yum delicious gobble em up,

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

You pick all off them up

Without your love it's cold as fuck