This is a song about "My yearbook covered with fakeass smiles"

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

At the funeral smiles covered, their eyes flustered as the hearses cruised

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call

Smiling silly smiles stricken down the silent wall

Yeah you know i got that work

And dip the mashed potato covered

And dip the mashed potato covered

Ummnow i dun been around the world

Lemonhead end up dead

Covered the room in splattered red,

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

All my bikes are covered in rust,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

With their rears covered in my blood, looks like they got knocked up