This is a song about "The troubles in northern ireland"

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

Parents just don't understand my troubles with "the man."

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

Under heavy strobe northern nights

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Bun b, i’m underground king

From ireland but i'll land, running

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

Need some northern lights or that purple og?

Reflecting on our troubles is what heals us, and the past, it hurts,

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

Through the struggles and the troubles and all them fights,

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

Broke, only skin and bone, wishing all his troubles to be gone