This is a song about "It s hard to start"

Never gonna get it back so don't even start to think

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

When my dome starts / it goes far/ then wont start to quit

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Hit em so hard skin and bone start to merge

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

Then he start to click, he better do it quick

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

You all basic starting rumors but it aint hard to trace it

Smack your mother so hard youll start to speak improper

If its not couture, i will not go to her

And 808's and synths, riffs, and guitars, hard, for sure

Hold up, maryland, i am so tour