This is a song about "Not understood"

Not coincidental

Never wrong at any level

Without any fuckin' understood

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Honesty is honestly understood but is rarely spoken

A demon come near and i might throw a spear at the omen

Im good thats understood, i blow up like chernobyl.

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

Sorta bitchy but i understood how he was seeing things

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

But now i'm in a community that supports me, so i can finally be understood

I was so young that all i understood was that

Then i will gladly go back to my emo rap