This is a song about "The monroe doctrine"

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Better yet they work my every nerve

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

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

Stuck in the in the tub,

I know you're mad, but so what

Mami told me son, hold your own

Choked the one on the throne

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

When her father would beat her and her brother like he had an unquenchable thirst

House full of babes look like marilyn monroe

I gonna take it really nice and slow