This is a song about "Tegan and sara"

Mentally he's less than me, and i'm guessing sweet as sara lee

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

And a fridge and some broccoli

But make sure if they do see

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

And we crazy, homes

And nasty remains and bones

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

As: i know just what you mean

And put it together

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs