This is a song about "They were wrong"

No where, beyond where, they already were.

I made a promise to the mirror

They say i'm wrong and i'm heartless, but all along

Baby soon as we get home, it won't take us too long

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

That they thought were sweet boys but were actually scumbags

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

If they were humans then probably

We at the top where we belong

They dissecting, it wrong

Now we were alone believe me i know it was wrong

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

They give a lapdance n' tap dance for daps, that's wrong but

Even if she knew you were wrong, she'd let you complete the sentence.

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks