This is a song about "The backcountry"

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

Here's the answer and the antidote:

From the gutter to the roof

With women with issues