This is a song about "Mountain biking"

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Probably sitting there so lonely with a neckbeard and a mountain dew

She in the mountain jeep, always be mouthin me/

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

And everybody grieves, but still nobody seesrecollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix

Tranquillisers are injected to awaken me as i antagonise mountain lions,

Climbin up this mountain your weak

The revolution will proceed

The third one is mixed, white and black

Didn't you now, i'm climbing a mountain of track

Ain't no mountain high enough, that's gaye

I was gonna write you a poem today

I finally found them, after standing on top of the mountain.

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

Heart like a mountain....everest and i had to climb