This is a song about "Terry bennett and fracking"

And inhospitable,

A criminal grind mean hustle

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Or closed casket for our troubles

You were right here all along

And once i'm dead and gone

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Yellow diamonds in my ear

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

See the feds and tap out that's wrestler shit

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Fuck you if you feelin' different

Grab the scissors and saws and