This is a song about "Anything about tim hortons"

About but no one ever gives anything in return without a doubt. im tired of being

Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustingfuck em all, watch em fall screaming

About the way i'm feeling

If they need anything,

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Rails n nails in the air, slow mo, like snails & tim dale's speech impediment.

I love you more than anything

Tell them niggas they sleeping

I recollect we used to ball now just living's enoughi stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall

Come-on mr. fool show me what you got , seems like you don't know anything about rapping at all

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

To holler about anything? anything? anything? (x2)

Shout out bobby on hundreds

Anything worse than my words

To holler about anything? anything? anything? (x2)

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense