This is a song about "Corners"

But the plan is to show you that i understand

Trying to forget the dark corners of my past

And the v12, that's on various trips

Street corners sucking dicks,

I've become immune to you no name haters

Told me not to cut corners, use to cut quarters

And got her room number, you can find me there

Now the corners close in on me, now i'm too square,

Im not cuttin any corners io know this is the shit

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

#two #coroners take you #to #corners to die, close your eyes,

Drugs hidden in my shorts, fill the street corners with kids

And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots