This is a song about "Singing badly"

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Like when wind blows through singing chimes.

Exploring ourselves, learning, painting, and singing

So get up, its time to start nation building

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

Badly affect by society, trying to be somebody and not someone,

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Hitting the singing feather

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

Badly company wants her for ad she's too fat

Gin makes me sin

Singing and swinging been

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

But that's not the case with me, i wanna be a rapper so badly,

Singing to a man while they played piano

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow