This is a song about "Bryce hairline"

She might be goin' home with me tonight

Stay up at night catch a sight of the bright light

Your trying to rhyme from line to line,

But that was only one time

A warrior, a soldier, or a sniper eyeing down line of sight

Wanna "freak like me," fuck adinaup and down is the object, side to side

Completely your fault dumb ass

Just put your hand on the glass

For half of the time, who's the mastermind behind that little line

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Away from society, cause everyone siblings in your family tree

....i sware this is not my fault....

For this, i thank the lord

They were living to strive, two stories with a main point

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed