This is a song about "Th its"

And so i remember, dates like january 24th

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

They bringing me fish and chips

Its for certain that its curtains

What up girl, tell me how you been

Yea its my group its my legion

Its obvious im hot its obvious you cold

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Its affecting adrenaline

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Its full bad,its just sad

I know what you do with that

Fuck fame, fuck money

Its inhumanity,