This is a song about "We fell in a hole toilet paper really gross misspelled things on the roof"

Ugly girls, quiet, pretty girls ride

Gross homicide, both upside in a rose stride

Fell asleep in first class

Toilet paper to wipe my ass

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Fell in love with a monster

You're just mad that i'm like expensive toilet paper

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Squirrel is running on the roof

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Suicide attempts in the hole

Purify that woman soul

Squirrel is running on the roof

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Or let the mob handle that

Theres a hole in my pocket