This is a song about "No dresscode"

Self made coming soon

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

No affiliation

Got me rushed to the station

With no guns and no shields

4-3... yea, remember that please

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall

No phone calls no visits no contact at all

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

One time give it up for him

No affiliation

Say hi to the ritalin regiment

No preference, irrelevant

High: that's why they call us planes

No hesitations no waits