This is a song about "Raves"

Gets him his coffee? thats nothing to proud about thats nothing to be loud about

Bunnign up pure haze,hopping the barriers and running up to the trains,to the raves out

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

Hittin' up a few raves hopin' i might misbehave

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Hittin' up a few raves hopin' i might misbehave