This is a song about "Tokio hotel"

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Took your ex to a hotel, had her undressed and shameless

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

With that hotel bates swag just call me norman

Flowin' like i'm in poker, you never know my emotion

Exposing myself locked inside of a cozy hotel posing

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Nice hotel, nice weed, nice beer, nice ass

Fuck a deserted lot we throw parties at the hotel

Ain't no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair

Don't take hotel room i take suite, got lebron's on my feet

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

Im chugging vodka in the hotel plaza,

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

If not i'm hoping that this letter could convey how i'm feeling

Hungry for more at my hotel room there getting cock feeding