This is a song about "Swanging on glasa"

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Your on fire.. your on fire

All up under the covers day

Shifting on and on through the grey.

Man it goes on and on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Cause i already moved on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

My sim card's the bomb

Aight, keep going, on and on

When you took my hand up so calm

Before my time pasted on

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

They pick on him and step on him