This is a song about "Scary hours"

I'm scary aren't i son

I'm caged up in state prison

It's utterly bologna, so i'm muslim to these rappers

Unlimited powers, crash the internet for hours

This what it sound like if i sent my dad letters

Lock the door, and have silence for a few hours

I could go on and on and on for hours,

Let me wipe my nose with these rappers

Very scary but yo

Ain't no gimmick with the flow

Whole time, a little more girls

Those seconds are precious like hours

Playbook like a oxford dictionary

Vocabulary, glad to be very, scary

Those seconds are precious like hours

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth