This is a song about "Skert in a foreig"

They say love is the slowest form of suicide

A scythe in my left hand and a sickle in the right

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

I traveled a light year in a minute

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

In the dark in a crack park, sparkin' off like a light,

Cause hes settled in a vessel

As i light one for ill will

One in a million flash, a rehash

Bring your pen and your weed stash

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

Cork in a bottle ima send you out in a space shuttle

In a bubble, you funnel a tunnel,

Don’t you ever get too comfortable