This is a song about "Tour"

Can't wait anymore, gotta go in tour

We can leave before midnight for sure

She pray to god every night hoping that he'll mature

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,

No work due to clement, sore core tour, bore,

And it's you, can't even front i press ignore

Tito santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull

And i'll tell you some more, i'd like to give you a tour

This is like love, that you can never get

Try to go on tour and pour this shit

So sorry im on the road again the tour bus of sin

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

I'm so pure, so sick it's no cure

Nowadays it's undead on tour,