This is a song about "Pikachu song"

No more sad song on pianos

Got shows on top of shows

Said "how?" "don't trip," but, yo, the trick is wrong

Help us find our inner song

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

And, shit, here i am, writing this song

Then start to sing a song

Smoking 100 dollar worth of strong

Picturein your smile while writin this song.

Everyday a star is born

Tats out and my hair long

Maybe i'm singing the wrong song

You're listening to this song

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

For the intoxicating lyrical content of my song,

So now i say goodbye to the old me, it's already gone