This is a song about "I have a cruch imogen bray"

I have a tendency to commit felonies

And i know - there'll never be peace

This smooth groove is soothing n' abusin' the clues used, improving your crude views

Never had a drop, but what have i to lose, i still have the opportunity to choose,

Like mgk i have a weak stomach/

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

And i may have let out a gruff.

And i can't help but notice

I used to have a crush on everyone

Called life, happiness, liberty, freedom

Cause i'll +bolt+ on usain, i'm too ahead of the game

Clinical pain, i have a fuckin cynical brain,

God better forbid that i have a kid,

Waiting/showing you her beauty if she's naked

And pray for better days

Booze? i think i'll have a case