This is a song about "10 toes down sick of love"

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

Gotta love the smell of that burning tree,

Im sick of fucking being skint for draw

Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law

Tag your toes close the chapter of you assholes

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

I look down but surprising i don't feel sick

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

Yeah i wrote sweet lyrics of our love

Bend over touch your toes ,then drop with it

If you want it, pursue it!we can handle the shit

But it's still cool just to dream man because

I'm the type of kid that always mocks love,