This is a song about "Bridge to terabithia"

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

Cinderblocks tied up around your waist nearest bridge three miles away

Extention chords bout to break like the new york city bridge.

She called me fantastic, i called her a fat bitch

Last night a couple of lovers tossed each other of a bridge

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

So call the fire-bridge and get ready for my revenge

Paper's with kush by the bush that has a major stench

After jumping from a bridge where all the misfits fled,

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

It's mostly white people, the homeless under the bridge,

Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Kismet hadn't finished its trip, one relinquished his bridge to the gutters