This is a song about "Mountain bikes"

No, scratch that, mountain dew,

No one like you

You couldn't live your life for the moment

All my bikes are covered in rust,

, what can i do with your mountain dew or even your fucken crew

But i was plotting on you, i really wish that i'd have got to know you

Now i'm sharpening spikes, to toss it at dykes and broads with their bikes

Money got me excited, i’m coming four or five times

And these shape-shifting hoes

Climbin a mountain to my life goals/

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

I'm on a mountain screamin' at people that this is my steeple