This is a song about "My teammates"

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

That we picked up at the last concert

My shirt, purple label my shirt

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

My streaks my testament.

See my pain through my eyes,

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

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

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Grab my knife and my gun

Takin' breaks will leave you broken