This is a song about "Better call"

I like silver better!..

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

While i briefly think you're better

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Hustler on the block somebody better call the cops

Better appreciate em before they call and start to act

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Better guard ya brain cause i'm what they call insane.

Different positions, but she still moaning the same

Amen, they say you only live once

You better call cops,coz this drugs

Get high together, left ny together

It could possibly get any better