This is a song about "Gwinnett not closing"

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

Theres a line between me & them and im closing the gate

And to never say goodbye. closing in for a kiss.

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

And there's no closing the door on this, my foot's on the floor.

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

This a roaster, bitch

I'm not poor but i'm not rich/

Stand clear of the closing doors, as the train leaves the station

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

And it don’t stop

Can you beat me or not

Not gonna lie we're not happy family

Bitch, you tried to play me like a dummy

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

Walking forward so uncertain if the moment's certain for a closing curtain