This is a song about "Trinity the festival"

In the face of the outside.

??? ??? ?? with the feeling right

I don't care what it did to them

Do the math, get the sum

In the heat of the summer,

She should have invited her

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Speed up, patience, please cause

The bigger the the fun

Tryna find the one

I just made a trinity

If you ain't about money

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

When you took my hand up so calm

The weed into the bong