This is a song about "Sort"

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

Is this the sort of man you want to be?

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Is this the sort of man you want to be?

Gotta be a way to sort the operation.

And if you see a whack artist do more than boo him

Is this the sort of man you want to be?

I got bigger problems baby

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

Imma show my true worth/ sort out the sour shit and skip to the dessert/

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Suddenly i see a structure of some sort... blood and sweat drips...