This is a song about "Thorns"

I'm a still love you

With thorns from what she's been through

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

I wore a helmet with horns and hold a sword of thorns

Man, don't trust these bitches. every rose has thorns.

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

Imagine if this hat was a crown of thorns

Mr. red carpet, i don't do awards