This is a song about "Getting lost on halloween"

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Everyone on this site is getting real curious

On some real shit, fuck getting high

They gon tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Tricker treat.. trigger threat knock on your doors like its halloween/

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Bring your pen and your weed stash

Keep getting knocked down, back on my ass

Getting dro on low like a fucking pro

That's why they can't mess up my flow

But on some real shit, fuck getting high

We ain't doing armani, this is hermes fly

Before we see it's hard to live

Lost men on front lines, crossed by unjust crimes.