This is a song about "November 15"

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Instant, spontaneous combustion of your security

カラー テレビゲーム 15 is my favorite kind

This is to my unborn child

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Got no disabilities like other aborigines

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Impending sickness, my destinations the infirmary

Uh, for worse or for better

October november

Dismissing the hissing, misgiving, fucking criticism

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Fortifying boundaries, not glorifying cloudy seas/

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace