This is a song about "The glade"

The key is the only way

She can't know where my mother stay

Lets get fucked up to the bone

Choked the one on the throne

In front of our building, they was my heroes

The more battles the better the flows

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

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

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

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

The water from the past is the same water in the present

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk