This is a song about "Warren my boyfriend"

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

Confided in my boyfriend and talked all day

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Her boyfriend joey emerges from the christmas tree he’s finished recording.

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Now go get your boyfriend chuck

But the guy didn't really know, (she had a boyfriend), so he didn't have to go

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Smoking haze all over town like it's allowed

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout