This is a song about "Thinking and life"

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

Thinking our own flesh and blood is innocent/

Thinking it's work and really,

They say nothings ever free

A breakdown broad oh she could of done better

Not a time pass without crying and thinking bout her

Tossing and turning thinking its my fault

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

Beef: i hammer mine

Thinking my life is a crime

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Tossing and turning scratching i'm itching, the fuck was i thinking