This is a song about "Prove your feelings"

When you know you have something to prove

Girls say everything that i write smooth

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

I don't mean to hurt your feelings but go fuck your self with a one kilo bag of rice

Soon as the stooly sings

Words cannot describe my feelings

What else i gotta to to prove

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Out of this coviction of feelings

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Before, music reflected my feelings,

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Fight in countless wars until your feelings can unravel.

Cover of the washington post, solbiato apparel