This is a song about "Love my coaches"

Walking on the ground

Yea your gna love my sound

So you finally got the nerve

J's on my feet, yeah i love designers,

It's so annoying when i cant talk to my love,

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

If no one's there to listen guess i'll put it in the music

Yet he just passed through school lying on every coaches’ dick,

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

You're very attractive, and notice that

Rocket my name i know you love it

And i need this forever

All my love is on her

Ok now everythings wonderful

Cause she made love to my rifle