This is a song about "String"

That's why i always think i'm kicking something with feeling

Guess what you loose, now please go hang yourself with a string

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

I rock my motherfuckin' crew like a string of razor blades/

The feeling of puttin' words together in a string

I'm screaming for help, as loud as i can but that's not working

Guess what you loose, now please go hang yourself with a string.

Blowing money fast looking like i'm saving nothing

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

Fiddle with the string and hold the anger back

No more fumbling with frets, thinking which string to pick

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

I rock my motherfuckin' crew like a string of razor blades,

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Knit the numeral 6 into your skin with string but slip,