This is a song about "The scorch trials"

I wonder so often

The bigger the the fun

The fiends supply the shady

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

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

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

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