This is a song about "My tims"

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

"wanna knock them boots like a old pair of tims

So, shake ya plats, shake your dreads

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

My streaks my testament.

If you ever feel alone and

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Keepin everything to there selves like ye, vincent moved.

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

See my pain through my eyes,

Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice