This is a song about "Stoke on trent"

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Not even on psychedelics today but i'm tripping on whats going on

Angle these beats like a pentagon

Before my time pasted on

Oh i gotta face the day

Shifting on and on through the grey.

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

You cant grab on whats on the news

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Your on fire.. your on fire

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Cause you got it going on

Feel your chest on top on

When you took my hand up so calm

I hit your block and we can box for fun

Hop on him, like i'm buzzing on adrenaline/