This is a song about "A girl named destiny beck"

Carol city or was it the west

I got a friend named chris rent

Fuck a destiny i'm going to try to make it myself

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Thinking of the girl in my basement named mallory

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Maybe i'll have a wife, and a beautiful boy named brady/

To be free, must be a test 'n i'm guessin this is destiny

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

I got a friend named chris rent

Thought we’d be together ’till the end

I met this girl named mariana

My all gold rolly or the