This is a song about "Zander and sarah"

Fuck fame, fuck money

Living young and wild and free

Fuck you if you feelin' different

Grab the scissors and saws and

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Debating is futile, don't believe me, ask sarah palin,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Shit, if i was old enough to speak

And stop playing hide and seek,

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

But sarah palin, guarantee i'll jack off to you later

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,