This is a song about "Finding hope again"

Constant criming, 9 to 5ing, not surprising the timing of finding my

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

And then i go again and again,

If your mind is on sex you must got esp then

Head game outta control, super heroes on the floor

To be fought, not finding refuge in the ones they adore/

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

I hope to see your face again but til then here's the last line

Ya'll wife and white knight her

Again motherfucker.

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Alright we're back again, pop gats again

Almost like finding all marshmallows in a box of lucky charms cereal.

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal