This is a song about "Twenty one pilots"

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

I wont stop battling even until i turn twenty one,

But the meg count's off half down to one twenty eight

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Dropping a honda four twenty on four twenty,

Twenty-four carats, countin cabbage, like the arabs

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

I got my mind sold by the devil, bought in dollars got it for twenty

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Like dissing benny and four twenty weren't enough

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

Looking at your money

Twenty years was enough to see