This is a song about "Spikes"

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

Now i'm sharpening spikes, to toss it at dykes and broads with their bikes

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Depression spikes inside, i needed someone to help this feeling/

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

So i can hear the spikes enter his organs 'n' intestines

He'll freak out like he is seeing 'em #spikes

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights