This is a song about "Your gau"

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

Your on fire.. your on fire

And then along came the wrong man for her

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

They bringing me fish and chips

Then put it into sex drive

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Leave your running to your mamma,

Now momma told me be careful who you love

That's your soul along with your principles and your morals

Never had a chance to try

Your gonna gratify

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Ill cut your thtroat, chop your head and pluck out your eyes,