This is a song about "Being in love"

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

For being the absent dad in attendance

Blow up and being in a position

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

Either ur a masochist or love being packed with dicks

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

Racism bullets being shot in every which way

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

In the limelight being red hot

You in love with christine

Tell a bitch lean

And so it's back to mcdonald's and every month dealing

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

So chase the air hide your stash

Instead of being in class