This is a song about "Collide"

That somehow collide with what isn't supplied

Throw your hands to the sky tonight

"you out ya mind," nah, you don't know what's in my mind

You don't wanna collide, with a mastermind.

Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind

Where constellations collide and where telescopes can't find,

Scream out till your lungs collapse, collide with a bus and die,

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high