This is a song about "Brandon amp amp amp"

Toss it just let the wind blow

Maybe we just need to slow

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

2 of her friends in the back boy

Don't be the next cobain and wind up dead

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Too brighten up the ceremony

With every dick that went up

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

My teenage years were fucked up,

Without your love it's cold as fuck