This is a song about "Bridge to terabithia"

I ripped him up and buried his torso under a bridge

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch

Clean ya own mess, then cross the bridge as we progress

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

I ain't here to tell no stories or to bore you with a shit verse

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

Down just so we can grow

(bridge, different slower tempo.)

(bridge): i can feel the changes

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Arrive at the bridge drop you off saying "have a good day"

I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay

Jumping off a bridge and i don't know how to swim

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

What you calla lifetime, i just call a long day

Cinderblocks tied up around your waist nearest bridge three miles away