This is a song about "In the gsc"

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

The fans are in a massive spin, the cops are in/

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Babyits whatever you like

In the face of the outside.

In the heat of the summer,

She should have invited her

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

The realist in the game

Me and you i think we should ride

In the face of the outside.