This is a song about "Ge to"

To get to hold your hand

They got me trapped

To skate to my full potential-

As i light one for ill will

I'm here to make it better

To complain to him or her

I live in a zoo

Pray to god to bless you

You didn't see me here if someone ask you

Now you have to bury me to!

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Everyone has to go to school, you must to live dreams

You need to stick to balling

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

There soul to satan to make millions whats it to

You reflect me, i love that about you