This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

Dropping tracks as much as skrillex drops the bass

Lights will flash, cars will crash

I mean turn up the bass

And my eyes stay tight like i'm asian, well

I'm like the man on mars; i'm high as hell

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

I’m at the bridge, boutta jump off right into the sea,

You're a drag queen with european genes

Can barely walk the city streets

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

Just start floatin in the sea