This is a song about "Nose bleedin"

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Got a reason i'm bleedin i'm feinin, don't you dude?

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

My talent should take me places i've never been

Bleedin through colors til my mind can't function

Who's lips, who knows, a few good men who grew nose

Top story, tiger woods be fucking all these white hoes

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

One two three to late now your gone busted nose

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

The aroma of weed instantly fills your nose,