This is a song about "Mischief"

Mischief youth spent bored trying to score

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

For all the mischief you did but kid

I'm a lost soul, twisted lyricist with mischief in store

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor

Tickets to mimic my shimmick have hit the mischief limits,

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Fuck im so auspicious, tynna make mischief, come up on the mic

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

Frigging regular mischief, yep this shit's gonna last