This is a song about "Ideas and careers"

Nine o'clock and i'm trying to unlock ideas before twelve.

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

Live off my lie and my lullaby

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

These i ideas that i speak in my own songs

Overflowing ideas with nowhere to go.

And i did the video for really though

I love my onesand now i put blood on yousnatch money from you

My ideas bout to be in the marketplace like a dog shoo

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Your careers over, he’s slumped over/

Long as i have my p and my 3 meals, smoke the thc, roll mean blunts as big as king kongs wifes cunt

From those who defended the right to ascension among ideas of commitment

Ideas form like concrete, think so much i could pave a whole street

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet