This is a song about "The elements"

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

I've never been to hell so how can you tell elements are rushing

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

Lady at the frank stand will

Im the one waring the mussel,

But i can't cry, instead i'm just a shoulder

I'm the client you're the broker/

The fiends supply the shady

Could i make you my baby

The bigger the the fun

And it weighs a ton

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Where would i be without my dogs