This is a song about "Something that doesnt make sense"

Maybe in his vison, morals wouldn't make any sense.

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

So being in the kitchen whipping would make sense

What you bust still sucks, an obituary's sanctuary don't make sense

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

I don't need your two cents, 'cause you make no sense.

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

See your shit dont make sense you best repent

So, with that, we need us a plan, respect

It’s starting to make sense

Wish i could shed all these tears

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

That could make some sense, to make amends, to take a stand, to make it tense