This is a song about "The sims"

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily

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

And of course, my car's off course

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

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

The more battles the better the flows

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Where the fuck the chorus

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Saw the bombs on the news

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

Well goddamn, now i be the man

Still the man with the pan