This is a song about "Plans"

Life, how we going escape, under ship, plans failed, well fuck it

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

They just wanna dance

Now i have other plans

Simple plans and simple pain, where's my train to fame

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

Another chapter, life plans scatter

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried

My plans laid just right, fishing in the moonlight

I got a lot of plans that were in itself master pieces

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

Detest living with no plans

If our plans fall through then fuck it, nah

How beautiful are thou, africa