This is a song about "Reason you die"

Lets appreciate all the beauty in this life

When you fuck up there is a reason dont blame your wife

Just keep that head up high, everything you do has a reason,

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

You are about to die!

Three j's took me this high

Till you get fed up and wanna die

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

After two days i decided to name you keelo for some reason

Action packed nipple squeezin', boy colder than sniffle season

Damn is your mattress dry

I hope you will till you die

A lovely outer surface

No reason for you to blame us

But don't say i didn't warn you, you may die

Word to lethargy hardly will i ever lie