This is a song about "Strays"

Being hit by the strays came after the fact,we were so drunk

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Being hit by the strays came after the fact,we were so drunk,

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

Hiding down ducking strays from frustrated youths stuck in they ways