Wckr Spgt - Marriage At 30000 Feet Lyrics

I got married at 30,000 feet
to the woman I love
for the parcel of meat
she had strapped to her back
made a horrible parachute.
Don't use meat for a parachute.
Meat chute
Wife lose.
I love you.
We traded our vows and the rings on our fingers.
A union sanctified by God.
In the marriage at 30,000 feet