This is a song about "Comatose"

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Like troubled minds comatose, before the feelings feel too close beating

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

Until you fucking comatose, i'll leave your broken bones, i'll hold the throne,

Slipping further into comatose bits of shit

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet