This is a song about "Banish"

Better not be talking bout me you'll need protection

Transport back in time into another dimension.

Taking judgements like ringin' melodies cuz' damn i don't care. really,i don't hear a thing.

Shun guns n' they toking, little was spoken, smoking, thanking whoever brought the toke in

But it's over, i'm jetting away to transport to a splendid bliss

That’s what i was sent out to be, log out bitch go beg any witch, sit down and wish