This is a song about "Goals"

Scoot through noosed goals clutched in individual own birthright tombstones

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

Climbin a mountain to my life goals/

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed

Our goals unfold with no torch to see the open road

Don't let your goals lead you where your hell is,

In the caravan with some latin bitches

Your heart literally is what i do want for lunch

If my goals are odd i take as a challenge

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

*angel* hell no, eric, those goals are generic,

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

It's impossible to accomplish goals if you don't set a goal!