This is a song about "I gotta new sweater"

In the "city of lights", it's hard to see clear

I sit here after new years thank fuck its a new year,

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

New targets when i see new faces

Think i need a new purse

Fuck all you haters

The time for your crime is caving in but tonight i am staying in because outside its raining sin

Dramatic osama gotta new automatic, he rolled up to the station like it was some animation,

I say that the pool is closed

Sweater falls i loved them most

They is terrycloth with it, i'm italian leather

You'll never catch me in the next man's sweater

Wayne scorching, i'll applaud him

When i'm high i gotta flowin'