This is a song about "Wander"

I wander the wastes of an old chart,

I'll moon walk it if i'm truly in your heart

Cattle to the slaughter they all wander like drones

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

Cuz their all on my balls...no wander i don't know such thing as a loss.

Sons and daughters wander through the slums for running water

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Me and you i think we should ride

No wander ya skills missing a slight.

Through my path, i'll wander/wanda. i could use a fairy mother

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her