This is a song about "Girls guitars babys"

I can’t promise this verse will be better than the first

No new babys to be born into the world

Often super gnar ,shred skateboards rip ,js and guitars

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Shows to do, got record to sell

Bruh, i see, girls everywhere

But now its bottles at them tables, bring the models boy

On guitars no codeine in this resort we destroy

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Cassidy your different from other girls

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

I’ve never seen my neighbors

We should appreciate the girls