This is a song about "Something similar to what i imagine tommy would write"

Can't imagine what this life would be, without you by my side.

I know you see me looking girl go on and act right

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

I dont mean to sadden but just imagine

Ya kinda cute baby are you new in town

Today i always have to write something down

Only can read what i write, this would sound better on wax

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks

And put my wrist up something similar to a stick up

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

Thats something i couldn't even imagine.

I'll backhand slap you, and write a track to tell you what i don't like!

At monster madness doing drive by's on a fucking fixie bike

They think i don't know what to write

Girl i don’t want to rush tonight