This is a song about "Hinge"

When i drop the science political activists tell me to stop the violence,

With dorhinge (door-hinge), which swings 'n' flings, correlating to the physics of wings,

Take some inventory, in this gorge there's a ford engine, door hinge

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch

I did a clinch with devil in my heart to leave my every hinge that will save me from these darts

It regret , social situations still find it hard to connect , we dont choose the cards