This is a song about "Being true no life garbage abuse walk the moon"

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon

But i'm on some shrooms if you really want to feel the room

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you

Okay man you do the drop

Its no scheme take a walk

Figure this out, the king of the south, i'm poppin' bones from shotgun homes,

Eyes and pupils dot the i's so crucial true to being frugal loose as loopholes

Bring that dude to life day, he wasn't at the meeting

But thats the life of a human being

This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag

But now, there's no moon- the sky is all black.

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

I walk wit the shells, and i aint got no adidas on.

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

But there's no pleasure in being the ender of a life that you once treasured