This is a song about "Being short and far apart eyes"

And england's far, and honour a name

I wanted the money and never the fame

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

I'll come right back with a divebomb and tear your career apart

What a sad sight, lookin’ at my gas light

Life is too short to decide what's wrong and what's right

And summer's lease hath all too short a date:

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

Yo this just short and simple

I don't need no single

How many pistols smoking coming from a broken familyi'm sick of being tired

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard.

I'm tryna find myself, i'm searchin deep for kendrick lamar

You've managed to keep your ears pealed and make it this far

I know my calling's worth like phone card

Jump on your beats and just tear them apart