Barreling round the mega circuit
Kicking mud off ATVs
Plotting blood with your incel eunuchs
I could be the home you need
I’m gonna write my baby
A shuffle good
Shooting blanks off a blacktop surface
Blue light cast from a sodium beam
Sucked you off by the AC unit
Caught your breath while the evening steeped
Well I better write my baby a shuffle good
Or he’s gonna make me suffer the way I should
Deep in the soft hearts of young boys so pissed off and jaded
Carrying dull prayers of old men singing holier truths