This is a song about "Florida keys"

Is it these keys of mine?

But most of the time

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Easygoing minutemen kill thereby hate keys via students

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Pianist playing with locked keys, calling me cocky

Bring the battering ram where you live

To give them their keys to their drives

Ima let her be by herself in peace

Spelling bees, scraping knees, losing keys

Pianist playing with #locked #keys, calling me #cocky

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Rideright back to the movies

Straight out my mind, and down through the keys.