This is a song about "Innocence"

Give me the key to your innocence

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Give me the key to your innocence

Not king james, these were coke kings

Replaced wicked sins or innocence chased, i wanna travel back to the greats,

I don't do dishes but i throw away your mothafuckin plates//

So give me the key to your innocence

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

Your innocence, so give me the key baby

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

They try to dumb us down, slow us down, and take our innocence,

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

It'll cause the frivolous innocence of indigenous