This is a song about "Skeletons"

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

I've got skeletons in my closet but now there just hanging. death

My building blocks yelling skeletons pouring in other elements

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements

My tribulations, the causes, the skeletons in my closet,

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

My past isn't tragic, but i've got a couple of skeletons in my attic

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

He might have the same whip

Skeletons in my closet

The closet shelves are squeaking, the skeletons are peaking

Not a product on the market that can offer this feeling