This is a song about "Tim hortons and starbucks"

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

How you killing my highs i hope you built the coffin

Living young and wild and free

C’mon and let’s chill baby

Got shows on top of shows

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

And kill yourself and your clique

We can't catch the beat

This is oh so much like getting votes

And nasty remains and bones

I ain't trying to be ignorant

Social conditioning and

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,