This is a song about "8 59"

Destination: desolation

Got me rushed to the station

Hey, must be the money

Incinerating melody

My all gold rolly or the

Now im raking in the karma

Now look: the change has come

Whats up, my name is ryan,

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Everybody (everybody)

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

Inequality promises

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes