This is a song about "Spontaneous"

Time is complicated, but spontaneous and simple too

Ay though i love you hate that bitch that's always with you

Spontaneous combustion, conjunctions,sent you to the other side.

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Instant, spontaneous combustion of your security

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

Time is complicated, but spontaneous and simple too