This is a song about "Safety goggles"

Lately i've been drawing some safety maps

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

No one hardly escapes from murder, so just put the gun on safety/

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

You were the safety on my gun, you pulled me through it

So time for the liquor, the pipe gets a flicker 'til i put the goggles back on

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

If they ended it they'd finally be in safety/

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

And i guess someone prayed for us, cause i trashed my safety blunt

And i guess someone prayed for us, cause i trashed my safety blunt

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

It's whack, it just goes an attacks on the safety measures we lack