This is a song about "Tom and his art tie"

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

The art is razors, needles, and pins, syringes and comets,

Bet everything you're worth, you'll lose your tie and your shirt

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

Tie any enemy up with plastic and rope

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

And now i'm spilling early thoughts, 'cuz it's purely art,

Say "hello, goodmorning" and call that art

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

And tie the knot have a wank and ride my cock

Iv gotta get my hands and tie them up

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Need to stay original and be myself say hey art

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard