This is a song about "Emma and austin"

Good kids make bad grown ups

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Yeah, ready for whatever

And don't ever (and don't ever)

I got alotta phones

And nasty remains and bones

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

Translation cause my life is too sweet

And kill yourself and your clique

Had to wear the 13's with them

And get it again and again

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

And their mothers and fathers