This is a song about "Wee"

And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Go wee-wee in the potie, wipe your ass and flush it

Don't let them free, beat them till they wee' 'n' agree,

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Don't let them free, beat them till they wee' 'n' agree,

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

I'm a wee bit efficient with the lines of my lyrics. getting sent to prison for