This is a song about "Song"

Can barely finish a song

Tats out and my hair long

I walked up and asked what's wrong

Ain't no can't beat em join em song

Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn

Picturein your smile while writin this song.

And we don't know no right from wrong

Shut the fuck up, sing the song

And, shit, here i am, writing this song

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Ha, and the bitches all gone

You're listening to this song

Power-struggle to come through with a song/

Email too, facebook aim, everything gone

But if i'm wrong

Then start to sing a song