This is a song about "Second place"

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

No failed romances, no second glances,

Funny 1st verse serious second,

Im happier when high and drunk

(8 second instrumental break)

Early adapters agree they all late

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Findin myself thinkin of you every second

It starts to go downhill by 9.8 meters per second per second

I'm watching the berrics getting head from someone's parent

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

(8 second instrumental break)

Gotta h town girl, codeine sipping

And dying every second im living

Now ma i have to get real for a second, tell how i feel for a second,

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend