This is a song about "Helium"

To express my feelings outward using liquid solidity

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

I'm smoking all the trees.....and i ain't leaving any oxygen

And breathing it like oxygen mutha fuck my esophagus

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Running circles round your skull like the earths equator

Spewin' toxic liquid, like i'm gettin' helicopter lifted,

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Act fact, hourglass, pedal to the floor, step on the gas

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

You outta gas? do you got a flat?

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap