This is a song about "You just fale"

You just can't beat me dude,

Pockets probably like fried food

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Sometimes everybody around just mistakes you

Why can't you just play nice

Take her back to where i live

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

I've just written you

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

You faggot just pretending to be

And you just caught the fever

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

You think you win but its just yatzee im just

Swear i'm trying to get through

No thank you, just fuck you,