This is a song about "Make it last more"

I try to make time last

You’re on neon lights in my bank

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

The life, and the way! go into the unknown and make it more then a cliche!

I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

Make your last wish i'm a genie bitch / slash genius

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

Or i'll make sure your last known location will be "unknown".

They need a shovel just to make it out the door to get more of it

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

But the plan is to show you that i understand

Should known when i was only tryna make it last-

Minutes or so, so make it last, make it fast, buffer my brass staff,

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass