This is a song about "Passes"

She passes the bong, and slowly removes her thong,

Cause the sound lasts longer, bass drummer song

I'm back chillin with a friend of mine

But as time passes, mass minds crash and lack climb

And everyday that passes it seems i'm lying in a sea of sorrow with my

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine

I guess it's good, it passes the time,

But as time passes i enjoy little

I'm the best, even when i'm cynical

Shit on anybody with opinions, you dead wrong

An hour passes no-body knows that he's gone

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Im controlling the masses slashing any mother fucker that passes

From the bottom my boat crashes and relapses as another passes

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush