This is a song about "Rock springs fags"

Burning american flags, screamin fuck fags,

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Foam game shitting on irish springs and lever

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Let me mine you until your vagina is wet enough and fill your mind with pleasant thoughts

Three of my boys i failed to protect , one word springs to mind , man kind , calls

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

You fags will never hold me back

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

Man is overpowered by over waged fags

It’s something that’s in your veins

You fags, send ya to hells gates

You fags are though / im a military paratroop

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit