This is a song about "He ends up falling for the wrong girl"

She don't really care about anyone advice

Shot my pusher cuz he got we weed in the wrong size

Run on a ramage until the world ends

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

Let's pretend he grew up middle class with the ends,

I will live for aslong as we are together till the ends of the earth and beyond

Come be my heroyou can take your cape offyou dont need that to save my heart

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

Let's pretend he grew up middle class with the ends,

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

But he was to busy falling

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Ends in a fuck to cover up the muck we stew up,

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

Then scoop up the wrong head to wash your skin flute