This is a song about "Moveing on"

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Not even on psychedelics today but i'm tripping on whats going on

I pipe in and one night her

Your on fire.. your on fire

Burning up,turn the fan on/

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead

Raindrops drippin' on my down on my head

Now im getting them on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Relying on myself

I'm on deck i'm up next

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Riding on coyotes while i'm trippin' on peyote