This is a song about "Neon trouble"

20 racks really thats sneaker money

But its trouble that’s looking for me.

If that means, what i think it means, we're in trouble

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Stay away from the friends cause in the end they all trouble

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

And my flow glow in the dark like neon and

Don't know her name those ain't really important

A mother’s son dead, was killed by some kids popped

I had trouble bringing myself to even respond,

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

Always ready to lend a hand to anyone in trouble.

Get lit and cause trouble hammered.

You're so white, my blinkers don't work

Theoretical whines about being hamlet in trouble,

Toffee, pecan, licorice, boy you're so beautiful