This is a song about "Become"

Im controlling the air, like a gentry decision

Started from the bottom, look what i become

It's become a nightmare

I said hey, you right there

It might become a profession,

Well baby bot there ain't no question

This life has just become a strain,

Time after time, again and again

To become more infamous

Jolly ol' saint nicholas

Stars become fiction, bars become prisms

So i can understand police victims

I've become a sinister

She should have invited her

And become as big as london

All the girls really want is fun