This is a song about "Cold feet"

Indubitably i'm too street

The beat that is at my feet

Is a space that now you hold

Hand to hand in the cold

I miss you at my recent show

They're thousands of feet, down below

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

A chainsaw that goes to my feet

Skipping class and growing cold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Sometimes i think, what i need

So repeat tap both feet

What do i really need

Head to toe, face and feet,

These chains wrapped around my feet,

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed