This is a song about "Collide"

Working out 9 to 5 keeping them babies fly

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

You don't wanna collide, with a mastermind.

A million nasty things went through my mind

That somehow collide with what isn't supplied

So we argue and play fight, all day and night

Where constellations collide and where telescopes can't find,

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind