This is a song about "Tulsa union depot"

While the other while tip his hat and stape the union in the back,

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

On your fucking penis depot

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

Go back to home depot, dude cuz you're a tool

None of your own will pick up the phone cuz this human is a new fusion god and man perfect union

You know they got me trapped in this prison of seclusionhappiness, living on the streets is a delusion

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

We should all join as one as a union

My arsenal, makes for an awesome show

My head space is bigger than the whole of home depot