This is a song about "The greateat"

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

I let you know you dealing with dogs

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke

From the gutter to the roof

Zero options to choose

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

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

When i'm on it, on it like my job

Here's the answer and the antidote:

All that ass in your jeans

Thinkin of the the dreams

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

The water from the past is the same water in the present