This is a song about "U2 songs of innocence"

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Of mice and men and friendly fans of songs

It'll cause the frivolous innocence of indigenous

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

But you're impotent and indolent and been stripped of your innocence/

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

People dislike my stance, the lyrics in songs,

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

And get sick of system shit, pissed is when i'm writing new songs,

Wussup with all these love songs?

Shots, they back and forth

My neighbors turn to my cousins

Give me the key to your innocence

Give me the key to your innocence

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears