This is a song about "Velos is singing good"

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

Good morning, welcome to the good life, this is how we chill

I see the devil grinning, as if he winning

Exploring ourselves, learning, painting, and singing

With those crazy ass people at the county building

She's every love song that i love singing

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

When life is too good to carry on

When life is too good to carry on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

Saying "you've grown wise, this is good bye."

Is that they got you singing along with them,

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

And i just want to hold her

Hitting the singing feather