This is a song about "Singing circuit boards"

Where the floor boards are so cold,

Is a space that now you hold

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

Joining choir group singing fucking lullaby.

Hoping that he's listening

Ringing digging singing

I cannot believe you think you young and tripping

She's every love song that i love singing

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking

Or the way u live, like everyday is the fuckin end, (singing)

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

On the boards running with the bulls noah,blocked into a coma,

Few times you been around that circuit

Shop at saks fifth like it's a target

Like when wind blows through singing chimes.

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive