This is a song about "Rudyard kipling we and they"

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo

They peek while they're asleep and then they sneak it in, (whoops, there we go!)

Believing what they say yeah we pretty consistent

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Then i said i had enough

And they say we don't know love

I visualize they day we talk

And even if i'm broke, dog

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

We can control where they end up even if we cant where they land,

They think that we are defected

She crazy, that stalker shit

We will hack and cough till we choke

Spent a long time coming up this road

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

They don't know about our broken hearts and this city we created