This is a song about "Tar"

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Regardless, step up to the tar pit the small ones

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

My lungs are filled with tar, i just keep smoking that marb red square,

Use pine tar like pineda, its so hot in the bleachers, 2 strikes for nova/

Until they get the munchies and say "i want a dime" crazy ass you can't eat a

Behemoth brontosaurus bones boil in tar baths

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

Baby, you know who you are

Whip bitches with greek tar.

My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar

The underdog of the underground has come far

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

And destroy the army. so bad, pacifists would enjoy to tar me.