This is a song about "Wash yourself"

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

You will see a body wash up on shore

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

How can senators let oil, and pollution wash on our shores

Like when you shot yourself

Cause i can't seem to feel myself

Don't you hate it when you forget to wash your skin suit

See me off the bay with san quinn in a beige coupe

Sit in the water let the ocean wash away the problems.

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Don't you hate it when you forget to wash your skin suit

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Wash the blood of your fucking hands

I'm popping rubber bands