This is a song about "Dykes on bikes"

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Not even on psychedelics today but i'm tripping on whats going on

I've become immune to you no name haters

I could go on and on and on for hours,

Ahah i keep going on

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Be peddling on bikes to the border flipping bitches like a quarter

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Feel your chest on top on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Will somebody please show me how

I wanna go on strike on life now,

When you took my hand up so calm

Bunk beds with night light on

Your on fire.. your on fire

Of impactful things one can ask for