This is a song about "Sir skitzl"

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

Yes, sir - thank god kinda worried 'bout my ass

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

 the last thing you would hear would be " no sir",

My records sell, yes sir

What is hittin' for

Excuse me sir, are we done, gotta go running,

Blowing money fast looking like i'm saving nothing

But who the fuck cares sir?

I'm a bad motherfucker

Scab, fix up look shop joe

"scuse me sir, do you know?"

I used to have a nine to five

Please sir give me advice

But do you smoke crack sir?

Say bye bye to her