This is a song about "Motor cycles"

Be a vidya game coder, or maybe race motor-

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

But the motor died, i'm a soldier who never dies

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

You know that love is a very serious thing

Cycles," "you're no michael jackson, i'm having

Get it girl, keep that motor running

Frightening, so fucking frightening

Cycles," "you're no michael jackson, i'm having

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Say bye bye to her

A comedic motor

That's too many problems, too late to think over

Be a vidya game coder, or maybe race motor-

Going though cycles never achieving your vision

Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen