This is a song about "Loads"

Got loads of bad #chemicals inside ur persona 'n' ur feeling ill

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I'm a fucking unicorn, and fuck anybody who say i'm not. wolf gang

In your body and for the rest of your ide (life have loads of pride and i hope you can

I rake in loads of bone charms

You haters put up your guards

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Now he loads gats and runs with the sick crews with rifles,

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

#4 (#more #internals, #indirects, #multis #and #loads #of #bowls)

I got loads of blunts in my lobby, i think i'll maybe pop a molly//

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see