This is a song about "Any last words"

Frigging regular mischief, yep this shit's gonna last

But now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land

No grief into these words

The birds i knew flip birds

For the one night stand

It's sure to be the last

Guess i'll just throw my words/

That try to chase these skirts

I try to make time last

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Shoot first ask questions last

Miami nights, made a couple grand