This is a song about "For everalone"

They fiend in the door

Find what youre looking for"

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

49. for a reason for treason,

Carolina where i made it from

Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear,

She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care

You ain't gotta worry no more

The bigger the run for

Except for lucifer,

I thought i recognized her

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Backyard for the tadpoles, shutters for hating assholes,

Always go for more never go for less

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess