This is a song about "Townshend acts"

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

The mundane acts of day to day without her just aren't the same.

Gives an invite into sick acts dementure dreaming an sickening

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Of how she acts like in public and how she looks like on the outside

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

Maybe that's why i've got a brain that acts practically raped,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

The fact-is i'm thorough verbally- attacking for acts of perjury

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

We're anti-government and practice these acts - vigorously & viciously,

His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him

Acts like a big man, but has no idea what he's doin'

After all he's my dude so these acts are typical living

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring