This is a song about "Nailing it"

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

Inappropriate, so be it, i don't see it

Check it in, do it anyhow

I know i'm runnin' through your head now

Crying and nailing his hand hoping this fuckin dope thing will come to mind

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

What is it? it is nothing,

Man, straight and no fucking

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

Is what you make it, shake it

Hear it, endear it, believe it.

10th grade, eyes red as shit

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Twists it, turns it, beats it, burns it, tortures us in silence

Im in it to win it. i did it. i killed it.

Because there ain't no coming back from that