This is a song about "Five friends blow up a castle and kill the king"

All this icin i'm ashamed, look like lightnin' in the chain

Once you grow up poor and blow up, money simply ain't the same,

And you get red, then blow the fuck up like a muhfuckin tomatoe, ho

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Kill him and raise up from the dead like a zombie, mist is thick and foggy

Grab a rocket launcher and blow the cops sky high

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

There's one last thing i want you to know about this girl i know *music ends*

Of his might and will to forget the end, a beginning brand new to enjoy with some friends

And blow myself up makin everyone a causality

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

That damier bag i bought her

Stand up and kill him with a spectre