This is a song about "First kiss in a mall parking lot"

I'm shutting shit down in the mall

I wish you luck and if you need me, call

You ain’t never been higher than this

Never even had are first kiss

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

I do pacsun like the store in the mall

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time

Ya selling dimes , every bang i make is like a parking fine

That's when i found myself bleeding in a vacant lot.

And i keep a fly girl like jenny from the block

You in a jungle with a lot of rebels

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

With a lock - in the back of the parking lot

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

How can i convey this

And your gona want a kiss