This is a song about "Olivia and mikey"

And inhospitable,

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

They say nothings ever free

I'm just trynna be like mikey.

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Where you welcome to problems

And it tried to run away but "sikey mikey" dragged it back

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

And don't ever (and don't ever)

I got alotta phones

And nasty remains and bones

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.

You don't mean that, you faggot