This is a song about "On smoneone"

Feel your chest on top on

Pay dues like a hair salon

Burning up,turn the fan on/

That's word to my mom

Cause i already moved on

New message from mom

Swisher almost gone, hold on

When you took my hand up so calm

Before my time pasted on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Bleeding on the carpet, drooling on my chin

My talent should take me places i've never been

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Nobody to lean on

I shed so many tears

Relying on myself