This is a song about "Twig"

Said "why you acting pure as nixon?", she said "you had no permission

Selfish absurd dimwitted unlit nitwit twisted twig stick end fiction

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Crush you like a twig, dash any cunt for a cig, im sick, im fucked up, seen

She picked me up to snap me like a skinny twig

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click