This is a song about "Ring the party alarm"

// [you can sound the alarm]

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

I drive that all around

Keep the party turned round

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

Ring the alarm, look for a man with green hair

Toast, toast to the party!

But make sure if they do see

There ain't no getting around it, the alarm has sounded

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

New message from mom

// [you can sound the alarm]

Toast, toast to the party!

50,000 ones before i hit the lobby

Would spark ends, i ignored the hard alarm 'n' now man

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan