This is a song about "Little shop of horrors"

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Told myself take a little lighter fluid and a couple of matches

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

Faded like a barber shop

 a little of me and a little of you,

Just me and my two of my dudes, blue man crew

Like "can i live" i'm just heading to the pizza shop

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

But i know i see better days

Of this little twat, this little disgrace,

Feeling a little bit of craz-ee in me

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

A little piece of shit

Fuck it, they shrink to fit

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

I'm bothered by horrors / ordered by officers