This is a song about "Closing in"

Floating, gloating, g.o.a.t.ing, in closing

And this will be the song that we sing

Its in operation

Go where you ain't been

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

I say that keeps me going

I get in where i fit in.

What's you motivation, huh, what's your motivation

Stand clear of the closing doors, as the train leaves the station

I love your ambition

Taskforce reporting in

In one round, in one dab damn im high in the sky

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

And there's no closing the door on this, my foot's on the floor.

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for