This is a song about "Stony brook"

Sit in the water let the ocean wash away the problems.

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Its cold as shit in this booth

From the gutter to the roof

At least i'd be stable, yeah, slightly less popular

Leave you bruised and bloody then you wind up in the gutter

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

Now you've had a glimpse inside the ill mind of dan bull

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

Sit back and bear witness of my plans to disfigure

Chill nigga, with that live life flow,

People love hodgy i hate you though