This is a song about "Thin"

- - and now look, a crumbled country thin on prodigies,

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Home invading i'm skating on thin ice,

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Does she have to be thin? yea she might be

I don't fight fair. i'll stab you to death, then disappear into thin air.

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

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

And there's a thin line between me and my sanity

Blood on my hands as my patience wears thin.

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

Leave queers in tears, fear this thin bombardier