This is a song about "Being a brony"

Was i overeacting just being a pessimist,

Its all gun bustin, its such a lack of the subject

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Too afraid of being a loser

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Being a white knight ain't acceptable

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

And still being a rebel

Got indelible colors, only look where they’re buzzing

While i was being a burden seeming disgusting

Blow up and being in a position

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Just tell me that i ever meant anything

Or was i just a desolate being