This is a song about "The chandelier"

Top story, tiger woods be fucking all these white hoes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

Here's the answer and the antidote:

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

Everything ain't what it seems

Thinkin of the the dreams

Down the street to the car,

Baby, you know who you are

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air