This is a song about "Andy townsend"

I drop the cash, pop bands then pop tags

Walking to town on the tracks

This towns full of bull shit

Razor grips, laser spit

Everytime you come around

Smoking on that kush when it's in town

Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down

Now this anxiety is chasing me around town to town

We taking over towns with it

One night love: i'mma need that

Streched, skin pulled out, it's limits being met, but don't fret

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Hold the door for girls

That try to chase these skirts

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Like a richter; i'm andy, like a hurricane; sandy