This is a song about "Working through divorces"

I remember shotguns and modest working class homes,

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Grown men never should bite their tongue

Not working. shot, choking, broken.

Will somebody please show me how

But i'm working on the next one now

Spending her time with him i guess

Miss hard working, shit spurt mess.

And i need you to show me love

Working for an nonpaying business.

I used to turn to churches for help but it wasn't working,

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring